[Intro]

Why am I riding in a coupe

And still thinking of ya

I know you won't be fucking rude

If I hit you up tonight

But don't make me take that route

'Cause you're my weakness in disguise

So I'm still riding in a coupe

[Chorus]

And thinking of ya

Thinking of ya, thinking of ya

Thinking of ya, thinking of ya

[Verse]

There must be some sorcery, you got me in a loop

I'd rather spill my honesty about you in a loop

Art is what you major in, I major in that too

Body is a masterpiece, its image should be out in Louvre

You weren't really fond of me, and I respect the policy

'Cause bitches saw the star in me, and they fucked with astrology

But fuck it, they're geeking, no soul but so freaky

It’s you that I've been missing, come over, I hate the distance

[Pre-Chorus]

Why am I riding in a coupe

And still thinking of ya

I know you won't be fucking rude

If I hit you up tonight

But don't make me take that route

'Cause you're my weakness in disguise

So I'm still riding in a coupe

[Chorus]

And thinking of ya

Thinking of ya, thinking of ya

Thinking of ya, thinking of ya

And still thinking of ya

[Outro]

Why am I riding in a coupe

And still thinking of ya

I know you won't be fucking rude

If I hit you up tonight