Lyrics

Ayy
She got that lip gloss
I love when our lips lock
Damn, so many missed calls
I'm trying to be all yours
She got that lip gloss
I love when our lips lock
Damn, so many missed calls
I'm trying to be all yours
We could watch Pulp Fiction
You got me all in my feelings
You got me all in your business
So tell me girl, are you with it?
I'm rollin' we chillin' we smokin'
Your love is my drug, it's my potion
I want you, just know I ain't joking
I'm giving you flowers, yeah roses
Jealous, jealous?
You don't even exist to me!
You don't even exist to me
You are nothing
She got that lip gloss
I love when our lips lock
Damn, so many missed calls
I'm trying to be all yours
She got that lip gloss
I love when our lips lock
Damn, so many missed calls
I'm trying to be all yours
Written by: Tommelik Ward
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