REPOSADO NIGHTS

Pretty face, pretty smile, man, I love her style

Riding till the wheels off, you know, every mile

She say I treat her so bad she like, "Love her, how?"

How you gon' hold me up when you bring me down?

See, I don't judge her by her past, she ain't on trial

Pussy tight like I ain't fuck her in a while

She like, "Baby, dick me down, dick me down"

I'm like, "Baby, turn around, put your face down"

Spit in her mouth while I'm touching her

Fucking her, I can't let her go, can't get enough of her

Every time something good- (What?)

Every time I got some good, I be fucking her

This ain't love, this a trauma bond

I feel like Ray Charles, you know love blind

Every time we separate, she still on my mind

Every time we separate, she still on my mind

She still stay though, she see the signs

Like you ain't going nowhere, look, bitch, you mine

She block me, I block her, we do this every time

And then she turn some Drake on, singing every line

I'm outside in a AMG

Ask her why she stressed and she say it's me

Know you see my texts, don't play with me

I know you see my texts, don't play with me

She could do the heels, and the shades and the Birkin

She could do the sneakers, Louis V and the purses

Told the other **** but I know that I'm her person

See, I try to tell I ain't hurting her on purpose

Yeah, she try to leave me but she know she can't

I tell her I'm the wheelchair and she the ramp

I try to tell her I'm the speaker and she the amp

Her love tatted on my heart, so she know she stamped

She always say she love her cat 'cause he therapeutic

Even send me pictures like, "Ain't he the cutest?"

Always saying she gon' leave me but she never do it

Always saying she gon' leave me but she- (Hold up)

You know I chase the liquor with the pain and she do the same

And we both hope my shit will change, but we in the rain

Just know I'm stepping with you till I'm in the can

Loyalty is everything, don't go against the grain

I'm outside in a AMG

Ask her why she stressed and she say it's me

Know you see my texts, don't play with me

I know you see my texts, don't play with me

She could do the heels, and the shades and the Birkin

She could do the sneakers, Louis V and the purses

Told the other **** but I know that I'm her person

See, I try to tell I ain't hurting her on purpose