Slow Down Lil Tjay

[Intro]
For me
Baby, you ain't got no good for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That boy Cash

[Chorus]
Slow down
Try to get to know me, maybe put your phone down (Phone down)
Once we build a bond, I could give you four rounds (Four rounds)
Like, slow down (Slow down)
Baby, slow down (Slow down)
Like, slow down (Slow down)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, you pulled up on me like you know me, I was by my doley (Doley)
Asked me for a picture, checked my Rollie and said, "Okey dokey"
That fan love, I decide to give my fan a hug
She said she gon' post it when I really get my bands up
Name Miranda with the body of a dancer
She was smokin' hot but not the type to give you cancer
Besides that, her shit fat with a six pack
Yeah, she threw it at me ‘fore we even got to chit-chat
Like, ooh, girl, you might as well forget that
Said she got a man, I'm thinkin' he could have his bitch back
Future lookin' bright, and I ain’t even 'bout to risk that
Shorty, you a dime, so fine, learn to take your time
Goin' in so fast, it's potential goin' in the trash
I ain't even act, that shit make me wanna do the dash
I need a bitch to hold the grip when shit get lit
The type that I ain't got to worry when she kiss me on my lips