[Verse 1: Abstract]

'Bout to get it goin' for real

They ask me, "How does it feel?"

Got me feelin' damn happy for real

So many bars, I encase myself inside of a cell

How'd you do it? How'd you do it?

All off of myself, you was bein' mic, talkin' 'bout how I feel

Gettin' O's from the world, givin' exes the bill

'Cause hug, kiss, middle digit how I wanted to feel, I mean

Had to do it, had to do it

Now the whole thing's different

My fan's favorite rappers be the best, it's a mission

Just to keep killin', description is my business

Witness the precision and writtens that go distance

[Bridge: Lana Del Rey & Abstract]

Understand this: I'm not looking for true love tonight (Well, alright; well, alright)

If you wanna be my little baby

You can meet me in the pale moonlight

[Verse 2: Abstract]

Says it 'cause she see me somethin' more than a man

Says it 'cause the music make me more than a plan

And the body she was rockin' of a whole 'nother land

Baby, you know I'm your rapper, would you give me the chance?

You the illest when you step in the room

Hotter than the Gobi Desert in the middle of June

Gotta say that I'm fully consumed

And every little word you tell me about all that you do

Your day sounds incredible

Good thing I wrote up and ate a couple letter bowls

Don't you test me on the latest, scared that I'll forget it all

Why? Been lost inside those eyes

But conversation provin' that your third one flyin'

But I ain't really lookin' for that ride-or-die

You beautiful, no lie, couldn't pass this by

But don't go gettin' too attached, I'm only here for the night

[Bridge: Lana Del Rey & Ivan B]

I can be your one time baby

I can be your little dairy queen

I don't wanna care tonight, I don't wanna fight

You don't have to give me anything

Just put your sweet kiss, kiss on my lips (Yeah), now, baby

[Verse 3: Ivan B]

She countin' all the nights when I'm not by her side

Said she's feelin' dizzy when she drunk off the wine

Always loved a man who could write a good rhyme

Wants a penny for my thoughts even though she's a dime

Yeah, I'm on stay high while her eyes stay low

A devilish smile, but words' a halo

I be lookin' at my watch, like, "Where did the time go?"

Sneaking out the crib and I gotta lay low

Yeah, I give her little bit of time, it's never enough

Now she's blowin' up my phone, never picking it up

'Cause I'm out here in California, just living it up

Turnt up with my iPhone speakers up

Yup, sorry girl, got no time to chill

Workin' in the attic for them dollar bills

But when I get back home, or just let it spill

Take you 'round the block for the finest meal, yeah

[Outro: Lana Del Rey & Ivan B]

Baby, I'm the sweetest (It's Ivan B) girl in town, so why are you so mean?

When you gonna ditch that stupid (Bitch), you got?

It's me you should be seein'