[Part 1: Act II]

[Intro]
QueMix 5, n***a
Aye, look

[Chorus]
She know I'm always coming trim (Coming trim)
Besides the fact I'm really him (I'm really him)
My pockets done turned into M’s (Gems)
Yeah, I hope this ain’t too deep for you
Chanel bag for you, cost a ten (Chanel bag for you, cost a ten)
You need a real one, tap me in

[Verse]
Let’s eat brunch off of Peachtree
Eat, order it tall, say the drinks free
Let me drop for your refill (Your refill)
I’ll treat you right, I will (I will)
You trust me, ‘cause I’ll forever keep it real, yeah
King of R&B, I’m still (I'm still) holding this shit down for real (Real)
When we get homе, she gon’ it off, she know the drill, yеah

[Chorus]
She know I'm always coming trim (Coming trim)
Besides the fact I'm really him (I'm really him)
My pockets done turned into M’s (Gems)
Yeah, I hope this ain’t too deep for you
Chanel bag for you, cost a ten (Chanel bag for you, cost a ten)
You need a real one, tap me in
[Interlude]
Ladies and gentlemen, this is QueMix 5
I'm introducing Tyler Watts on this project
I got Weezy lighter
If you listening to this right now, I hope you vibing out
Mood 2 on the way
It's a real vibe, just smoke one time (Mood 2's on the way)
If you wanna go get something to eat, get something to eat, this the time to go get something to eat and be right back (Oh, Mood 2's on the way)
Please hurry back, this is something you don't wanna miss (Sixteen songs that you can play)
This the QueMix 5 radio
No cap, and you are now tuned in with DJ Jacquees (Mood 2's on the way)

[Part 2: Ciao]

[Chorus]
Come on
How many times he done caught that picture on your phone? (Ooh, yeah)
Too much fire, you should take some time to be alone (Yeah)
We don't need relations (No, mmm)
Let's vibe
Said she wanted lamb chop, so I pulled up on her in a Lamb' (Wha? Skrrt)
Only know her at name, cause I flew her out from the 'gram (Yeah, what?)
Only blowing collard green on a bih' 'cause she got yams (Nah)

[Post-Chorus]
Well, well, well
What you doing? Come to me (Come to me)
Let me scoop you off your feet (Off your feet, girl)
Damn girl, you've been locked in
You my twin, what type of shit he got you in?
Take the keys to the Benz, yeah
[Chorus]
Come on
How many times he done caught that picture on your phone? (Ooh, yeah)
Too much fire, you should take some time to be alone (Be alone)
We don't need relations (No, mmm)
Let's vibe
Said she wanted lamb chop, so I pulled up on her in a Lamb' (In a Lamb')
Only know her at name, cause I flew her out from the 'gram (On the 'gram)
Only blowing collard green on a bih' 'cause she got yams (Aye, yams)

[Post-Chorus]
Well, well, well (Well, well)
Damn girl, you've been locked in
You my twin, what type of shit he got you in?
Take the keys to the Benz, yeah