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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Macks
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Macks
Composer
Tom Ireland
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wonderyo
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
You know you're pretty, baby, I'm in my feelings, baby
But I'm still tryna play the field, l've been conflicted lately
You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists
I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you "Baby, taste it"
Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate
I don't really like to gossip, I'm feeling out of place
You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say it's lemonade
You fell in love with the trenches, you know I'm blocka, baby
[Verse 1]
Girl, you don't smile anymore, so I don't smile anymore
Put my hands on your cross, let's see your hands when it's soft
You say when I look in your eyes, it gets dangerous
How the hell did you and I become strangers?
Talk 'bout l'm a lover boy
She know I'm a sucker for it
Only you I'm comin' for
Trenches, keep a hunnid for it
Girl, I'm really outside, you should pull up outside
I know that your friends think that I ain't really 'bout mine
Summer body, she waitin' for the summertime
You with your friends, I'll hit you up another time
What's the price? Girl, I wanna make you mine
Make you mine
[Chorus]
You know you're pretty, baby, I'm in my feelings, baby
But I'm still tryna play the field, l've been conflicted lately
You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists
I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you "Baby, taste it"
Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate
I don't really like to gossip, I'm feeling out of place
You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say it's lemonade
You fell in love with the trenches, you know I'm blocka, baby
[Verse 2]
Riding the along, we spend nights on the road
Lie to my bitch, never lie to my bros
But I been on some other shit
I been on my playa-playa, fuckin' on my other bitch
She don't even know my name, I lied about my government
Text when you was home, we sexed to this music all night
Tell me when you alone, 'cause I don't like to phone
I'm on that block side where it's scary, **** prayin' they find me
I'm deep besides the streets, for real, I don't think it define me
You gave me a chance, baby, can you make it two?
I've seen you with your friends, and, girl, I asked you "What it do?"
I'm ridin' with my top down, you can't see the roof
And you been with some liars, baby, come here for the truth
[Chorus]
You know you're pretty, baby, I'm in my feelings, baby
But I'm still tryna play the field, l've been conflicted lately
You wanna ride around all night and show me all your playlists
I look you deep inside your eyes and tell you "Baby, taste it"
Ride with me night and day and tell me about who you hate
I don't really like to gossip, I'm feeling out of place
You keep asking 'bout my cup, I say it's lemonade
You fell in love with the trenches, you know I'm blocka, baby
[Outro]
Can I take you to my house? Smokin' Cali flowers
Tell me all about you, then I fuck you on the couch
Can I take you to my house? In the streets for hours
Tell me all about you, can I fuck you on the couch, yeah?
Take you to my house? Smokin' Cali flowers
Tell me all about you, then I fuck you on the couch
Can I take you to my house? In the streets for hours
Tell me all about you, can I fuck you on the couch?
Can I take you to my house? Smokin' Cali flowers
Tell me all about you, then I fuck you on the couch
Can I take you to my house? In the streets for hours
Tell me all about you, can I fuck you on the couch, yeah?
Written by: Lil Macks, Tom Ireland