[Part I: 2Seater]

[Intro]
Can't feel my—
I can't feel my—

[Chorus]
You feel it, you feel it until you get enough
You know I'm gon' get it, you better give it up
When I'm in yo' body it feel like we in love
I'm not at the party, I'm always pullin' up
I can't feel my face right now
I light 'em up, turn into a lighthouse
Tryna fit three hoes in the two-seater
Lil' baby from Jamaica, she ain't even got a Visa

[Verse]
I just wanna really see her pretty face (Yeah)
I'm just really tryna get ya by the waist (Yeah)
You know I'm tryna get drunk with this liquor
No, I ain't really like ya old n***a
Welcome to the dojo baby, somethin' like a sensei
Geeked up every day, throwin' bands on a Wednesday (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, today, I'ma get too damn high, no, I can't see yo' face
Yeah, I'ma get too damn high so I can't see ya, bae
[Outro]
You feel it, you feel it until you get enough
Can't see ya, bae
I can't see ya, bae
When I'm in yo' body it feel like we in love
Can't see ya, bae
Can't see ya, bae
Geeked up every day, throwin' bands on a Wednesday (Wednesday)

[Part II: 2Seater Interlude]

[Interlude]
Just said you a star, bae
When you're just falling
And you're just a dancer
We gon' take this money
This seat is empty
Girl, it's just you and me
No, I got plenty, but I won't say a thing

[Verse]
Girl, I'm ashamed just to tell you how I feel, bitch
It's lunch time and I'll snatch a n***a meal quick
I'm like a lion in that motherfuckin' field, bitch
And I'll be lyin' if I ain't say I'm off a pill, bitch
Money adding up so I gotta keep the [?]
I don't give no fuckin' cash out with no signature
2026, so much lean, I got sick of her
All this motherfucking soda in my cup, I'm sippin' purp'
It get lonely on that motherfucking road
I swear to god, you don't wan' go that way alone
Bitch told me, "Hurry up and nut," don't rush me
Don't you see this Rollie on my wrist? Don't touch me
[Chorus]
You feel it, you feel it until you get enough
You know I'm gon' get it, you better give it up
When I'm in yo' body it feel like we in love
I'm not at the party, I'm always pullin' up
I can't feel my face right now
I light 'em up, turn into a lighthouse
Tryna fit three hoes in the two-seater
Lil' baby from Jamaica, she ain't even got a Visa

[Outro]
Uh, yeah (Yeah)
Ah