[Intro]
What do you desire?
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Bitch, haha
(Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh)

[Chorus]
You taking my soul and I know you feel like this won't last
I'm on my last line, I feel like I'm sippin' it too fast
They think that they know, but they tryna figure out what we have
I'm still mixing drugs and I know it's not good for my health

[Verse]
Stop actin' like you know what's in my cup
Don't worry 'bout it, I'm tryna' 'fess my love
Fuck the rest, it's just us
If I score on a pint of Act', I'm puttin' it up
If a n***a try take that, then it's up and it's stuck, I'm puttin' him up
Booty softer than the pillows in a Maybach
I ain't tryna' turn up baby, I'm laid back
Sippin' Hi-Tec, I'm relaxed
This feels so good, you gon' make me relapse
I bought you Dior, you don't know how to act
You got my back, and that's that
In the S Class, I'm tryna drop the top
You look better than a pint of Wock'
Let me stop, I'm just playin'
We gon' be good, just stick to the plan
Tryna grow up, tryna be a man, buy some land
R.I.P. Gran
When she lеft me, I was so hurt man
I was tryna hold the tears back, but I can't
Free my mans out thе can
If I love you, I'ma love you 'till the end
But my trust fucked up, it's hard to let you in
[Chorus]
You taking my soul and I know you feel like this won't last
I'm on my last line, I feel like I'm sippin' it too fast
They think that they know, but they tryna figure out what we have
I'm still mixing drugs and I know it's not good for my health