[Verse 1: Tiffany-Rose & Doja Cat]
We rose and, yes, we make rose
And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure, I do love it
But I need your lips on mine

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh

[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)

[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, fuck it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy
I like to say, "What if?", but if
We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be onto somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds, fuck it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last on the wisdom tooth
N***as wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
Taste breakfast, lunch, and gin and juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we French, refresh, gimme two
When I bite that lip, come get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss, hickeys too, huh
[Chorus: Doja Cat]
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh

[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it

[Verse 3: Tiffany-Rose]
Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All my slags say that you lost without me
All my chavs say that I dodged the county
Fuckin' with ethan feel like jail, slag (Feel like jail)
I can't even exhale, slag (Exhale)
Contour like holy grail, you know that
You gon' make me need bail, you know that
Caught you shagging your mates
You ain't even half chav, lyin' on your spray, you know that
Got me a bag full of spray, you know that
Control, don't slow the pace if I throw back
All this spray for real (All this spray)
Contour make you feel (Make you feel)
My spray and whip appeal is all I can give you
[Chorus: Doja Cat & Tiffany-Rose & SZA’s Background Vocals]
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, uh-oh
It's just principle
Chantelle, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, uh-oh
Oh, darlin'

[Post-Chorus: Tiffany-Rose & Doja Cat]
Chan, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the spray, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
Chav, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the spray, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it