[Intro]
I think I'm in love
Think I'm in love, in love with you
Are you in love, in love with me too?
With me too, with me too, with me too, you
I think I'm in love
[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
I'm in love with the sign of the money
I'm in love when hittin' the strip club, lemon pepper wings, Magic on a Monday
I'm in love with these hoes, stripper poles, where I live, shit is in abundance
But the life we live ain't for everybody, after while, it can get redundant
When the money come, niggas get lazy but I'm still growin' like a fungus
It's a hundred heaters in this Escalade, turn a nigga hood to an oven
It's a hundred thou' for a show, seventy-five once the fees get deducted
It was all rap 'til it hit home and your fuckin' kids get abducted
I'll do whatever for this lifestyle, is we just cool or we fuckin'?
I was on the liquor when I sext you, was it just you or your cousin?
You was my bitch, you ain't a shy bitch, you got options and I love it
I'm a jealous dude, fuck the next dude, I'm your everything or your nothing
Set the mood right
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Ooh, hey
She want it, from the front, from the side
Slow it down, bend it over, bust it wide (Yeah)
A little drank, a little weed to get high, high (Yeah, yeah)
Don't leave my side 'til you satisfied
I think I'm in love
Think I'm in love, in love with you
Are you in love, in love with me too?
With me too, with me too, with me too, you
I think I'm in love
[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
I'm in love with the sign of the money
I'm in love when hittin' the strip club, lemon pepper wings, Magic on a Monday
I'm in love with these hoes, stripper poles, where I live, shit is in abundance
But the life we live ain't for everybody, after while, it can get redundant
When the money come, niggas get lazy but I'm still growin' like a fungus
It's a hundred heaters in this Escalade, turn a nigga hood to an oven
It's a hundred thou' for a show, seventy-five once the fees get deducted
It was all rap 'til it hit home and your fuckin' kids get abducted
I'll do whatever for this lifestyle, is we just cool or we fuckin'?
I was on the liquor when I sext you, was it just you or your cousin?
You was my bitch, you ain't a shy bitch, you got options and I love it
I'm a jealous dude, fuck the next dude, I'm your everything or your nothing
Set the mood right
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Bleu]
Ooh, hey
She want it, from the front, from the side
Slow it down, bend it over, bust it wide (Yeah)
A little drank, a little weed to get high, high (Yeah, yeah)
Don't leave my side 'til you satisfied
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