[Verse 1: Nick Grant]

Girl you gon think I’m from Jersey

I want your name and number

I hit you from behind

Like niggas tryna jump ya

Ask you no to judge me

I guess that’s my guilty conscience

You love me then you hate me

That’s organized destruction

Girl open wide and bust it

You talking to me nasty

God said keep it classy

But heaven marked you absent

You make my heart beat faster

I pray the bras are strapless

I put my whiskers down under

Thank God I ain’t get cat fished

Beauty and the Bastard my movie needs an actress

Your nigga play you over

How he abuse a classic

The irony in that shit

You're finding me attractive

He kinda make you do it emotional entrapment

Ok my mind is dancing the girl is mine I’m asking

You gotta watch my movements

I’ll sway to find the answers

She something like the money

Gotta keep her safe

In order to be strong lets gather weeks to pray

Life is a piece of cake

Icing proceeds the taste

Don’t go against the grain

I keep my Caesar straight

I got you screaming God

That’s right just keep the faith

Yeah I’m gone lead the way

La Petite Morte (Wait)

[Chorus: B. Hess]

I ain't tryna disrespect your nigga baby, no way

But maybe you ain't never seen it better baby, my way

Cause you know if you just give me a little more, a little more

You gon' keep on giving 'til I get it all

All of your love, ooh

Give me all of your love

[Verse 2: Nick Grant]

Uh, Hey girl let’s keep a million

I’m your accountant, uh

Them curves driving me crazy I need some consoling, uh

Trying to write on the walls of your vagina, uh

Baby come be my rock and lets move some mountains

You the dopest and you know this shit

Outta sight but we get close as microscopes can get

I’m reloaded hard for him to notice this

While you keep back stroking in oceans of hopelessness

Love is blind

Sin is clear, shit I’m Overton

Living single girl they faker than a Rollie tick

Bout time you got in them jeans

Party was over with

Bout time you got in them jeans

Party was over with

Who’s Robe is this?

Girl I promise I can be everything you need and more

Unexpected I guess

Tell me who’s at the door

I’m Steph at long range

Shot my shot and its pure

I step over my feelings like people sleep on the floor

But I want ya

[Chorus: B. Hess]

I ain't tryna disrespect your nigga baby, no way

But maybe you ain't never seen it better baby, my way

Cause you know if you just give me a little more, a little more

You gon' keep on giving 'til I get it all

All of your love, ooh

Give me all of your love

[Post-Chorus/Outro: B. Hess]

I want all the love from you

That's all I need

Give all of your love to me

All of your love to me

And I'll give all of my love to you

Cause that's what you need

Girl give it all to me

All of your love