[Pre-Chorus]

Would you ever die

For the ones you love?

[Chorus]

Yeah, on the floor, floor

I ain't wanna— I ain't wanna talk, but you kept on talkin'

I be up so late, got tones on my body

'Cause they told me, "Where's your old music?" What about it?

Everyday we gettin' old, so make yourself somebody

Try-tryna catch a hit, I told you they ain't 'bout it

Yeah, got Versace cologne, bitches, they want me (Bitches, they want me)

Swear I do this shit on my own, don't need nobody, 'body, nobody

[Post-Chorus]

I'm in Daytona in the sun, you could never (Yeah)

Tell me what it takes to be number one

I said fuck all the liquor, but I'm throwing up some bottles

Caught myself up in the studio, so fuck them parties

(Hide, hide, hide)

[Verse]

I can't step outside without my rosary

And I contribute to my niggas, 'cause I owe to them

I had to block her IG, 'cause she folding me

I had to block her IG, 'cause she folding me

I told you, I do this shit up on my 'lone, you see

Oh yeah, come and talk to me like I'm Jodeci

I can't step outside without my rosary

And I contribute to my niggas, 'cause I owe to them

I had to block her IG 'cause she folding me

(One more time, one more time, one more time, yeah)

I told you, I do this shit up on my 'lone, you see

Oh yeah, come and talk to me like I'm Jodeci, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]

Would you ever die

For the ones you love?

[Chorus]

I be up so late, got tones on my body (Tones on my body)

'Cause they told me, "Where's your old music?" What about it?

Everyday we gettin' old, so make yourself somebody

Try-tryna catch a hit, I told you they ain't 'bout it (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, got Versace cologne, bitches, they want me (Yeah)

Swear I do this shit on my own, don't need nobody, 'body, nobody

[Post-Chorus]

(Bet you wish you could, yeah, I bet you wish you could, yeah)

(Comin' through the time— cut, bet you wish you could, yeah)

(If you— yeah, I bet you wish you could, yeah)

I said fuck all the liquor, but I'm throwing up some bottles

Caught myself up in the studio, so fuck them parties

[Outro]

Uh, damn (Hey, it's Pauling, sorry for the noise, it's, uh—)

(What's a girl like you doing in a place like—)

Yeah (I'm trying to get someone to kill for money, can you give me a second?)