Only throw it back for the real one
You don't fall with the fake, you ain't a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already know what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true
Slide, I know you're so lonely, just come to my side
We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine
Big bags, baguettes put me in some number 9's
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy
Yeah, we started off as friends
Then we did in it in a Benz, had me curlin' up my toes
We just ridin' through the waves, so deep in
Boy, you got me open
Stay focused, give that boy a whiplash
When he dive in it, it's like, "Oh, shit"
As long as you knew this
Only throw it back for the real one
You don't fall with the fake, you ain't a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already know what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true
Slide, I know you're so lonely, just come by my side
We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine
Big bags, baguettes put me in number 9's
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy
It feel like a real one
You just gotta take your time with a real one
I'm just hopin' you can ride for a real one
How I know you fall in love with a real one?
You cryin' 'cause your heart heavy
Introduce you to the real, you was so ready
On the outside lookin' in, everything pretty
We rollin' like a stolen Benz with no speed limit
I wanna teach you to do better, now I see you winnin'
I bought you the Balenci' sweater, love the way that it's fittin'
You got that top off, blow the ceiling, it's very addicting
Young Gunna wanna hit again, that sexual healing
Like an ocean when I'm in it
Eyes rolling slow motion when I hit it
Fuckin' on the balcony, I can see the whole city
Owner of a company worth a couple million, yeah
Only throw it back for the real one
You don't fall with the fake, you ain't a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel one
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already know what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true
Slide, I know you're so lonely, just come by my side
We could talk or fuck, just let me make you mine
Big bags, baguettes put me in number 9's
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Maxwell James Nichols, Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Coi Leray Collins, Geno James Gitas
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