[Intro: Eric Bellinger]

This gon' be your favorite song

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]

Yeah, what did they do to you? Who gave the flu to you?

I know you sick of the type of shit niggas do to you

Let down your guard and I see right through to you

Water your garden, I harvest the food for you

I pursue you, girl who did it? They can't do nothin' to you

All them niggas, say they love you, none of 'em never knew you

You the reason I be makin' them hits, I'm the go-to

I know that girl that you see in the mirror

I heard that she like niggas that's urban, not on the curb

And I could tell you was nervous, I could tell you was perfect

You ain't nothin' 'cause girl you everything

You haulin' ass to move on to better things

I know you used to niggas who do them petty things to you

I know your ex a singer, why he never sang to you?

He blew the flame out your heart

It's okay if you say you was afraid of the dark

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

'Cause girl, I ain't ever gon' leave you

No, I ain't never gon' mistreat you

They'll be so beneath you

It's gon' be hard for them to reach you

'Cause we gon' be high up

So high up

So high

So high

So don't look down (Don't)

Don't look down (Baby, don't)

Don't look down (Don't)

Don't look down (Baby, don't you look down)

I'm here now (I'm here now)

Hold me tight (Hold me tight)

It's gon' be alright

I'ma hold you down

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez & Eric Bellinger]

But I be smokin' up a rolling, got them bad bitches

I know I do my bitches all over the averages

I take a lot of bitches and you know I'm

I know I've, I know I've, I'm pourin' up

Shawty, I've been hard to stop and I'm just mothafuckin' bold to you

You just came up to the party

And always, I'm feelin' your body

Slobbin' that body

Sippin' on, sippin' on Sprite, that's how I like to, how I like to

You know how I like to (ugh) oh yeah, lay me on somethin'

I know them hoes, they be on somethin'

I know them bitches, they be on somethin'

None of them niggas ain't real to you (No, niggas ain't real)

None of them niggas ain't real (No, I will never leave you)

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]

Girl, I ain't ever gon' leave you

No I ain't never gon' mistreat you

They'll be so beneath you

It's gon' be hard for them to reach you

'Cause we gon' be high up

So high up

So high

So high

So don't look down (Don't)

Don't look down (Baby, don't)

Don't look down (Don't)

Don't look down (Baby, don't you look down)

I'm here now (I'm here now)

Hold me tight (Hold me)

It's gon' be alright (This gon' be your favorite song)

I'ma hold you down (Down)

Just don't look down (Don't look down)

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]

Don't look down (Don't look down)

Don't look down