[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just wanna take it nice and slow

Yeah, say, yeah

[Verse 1]

Maybe I think too much (think too much)

Maybe I drank too much (drank too much)

But I'm feelin' like we flowin' in the same body language

We ain't gotta say too much

Girl, bounce that shit like woah

Chya'll play too much

She be listenin' to Drake too much

You say "he got the juice," but he ain't fruit punch

'Cause anytime he thirstin' he can't do too much

In the whip, and I got your legs up like the doors on a Lambo

Lord have Murcielago

Young rich negro sippin' blanco

She said "bring condoms to the condo"

[Pre-Chorus]

Now she bussin' it like she ain't got a Uber app

Lookin' back at me like, "whatchu 'bout to do with that"

Divin' and swimmin' and about to do a lap

I'ma scuba that, just let me maneuver that

Who is that?

[Chorus]

I came with dolla bills

You hot, I'm tryna chill

I'm far from sober, come on over, you got time to kill

They tryna cop a feel, can't even cop a meal

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

[Verse 2]

Yeah

Maybe I know too much

Maybe I smoke too much

But I ain't delete a thing that you sent my way

Got me scrollin' through my phone too much

[?] you ain't did this shit before too much

Wet dreamin', you been listenin' to Cole too much

Sex drive got me on the road too much

Goin' ham, I ain't really in to tofu much

In the whip, and I got your legs up like the doors on a IA

Lookin' down on everything that I ain't

Shag and Scooby witcha booty cleanin' my plate

2 on me while I'm bumpin' that Tinashe

[Pre-Chorus]

Now she bussin' it like she ain't got a Uber app

Lookin' back at me like, "whatchu 'bout to do with that"

Divin' and swimmin' and about to do a lap

I'ma scuba that, just let me maneuver that

Who is that?

[Chorus]

I came with dolla bills

You hot, I'm tryna chill

I'm far from sober, come on over, you got time to kill

They tryna cop a feel, can't even cop a meal

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

[Solo]

[Chorus]

I came with dolla bills

You hot, I'm tryna chill

I'm far from sober, come on over, you got time to kill

They tryna cop a feel, can't even cop a meal

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel

I freak you right, I will

I freak you right, I will

I freak you like no one has ever ever made you feel