Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
De'Ana Alexander
Songwriter
Aniruddha Shraban Baishnab
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When it's me, you know
Got 'em pissed off wondering why I'm never pickin' up my phone (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Where would I be if not laid up with you?
No, this ain't the type of shit I be on, I be on moves
[Verse 3]
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
(Drug, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4]
(I miss you)
(I tried calling you three times)
(Um, I love you)
(I will never ever go, no)
[Verse 5]
Never been a home body
But I'd stay at home for your body
Wakin' up to sex and makin' breakfast
Postin' on the 'Gram, these bitches jealous
[Verse 6]
Where would I be if not laid up with you?
No, this ain't the type of shit I be on, I be on moves
[Verse 7]
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
But I'm caught up in your love
Baby, your love's like a drug, yeah, yeah
Written by: Amir Stivie B, Aniruddha Shraban Baishnab, De'Ana Alexander, Roch C, Roshin Raya Cherukuri