Finesser Pat (patarchives) (Ft. Artemas)

I like the way you kiss me
I like the way you, uh
I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached ('tached, 'tached, 'tached)

I said you could be the one lil hoe
Got rich, now she wanna come over
Double cup, I might just hold me a four

They gon call my cell on the day that I blow up
I said Im somwhere you ain't ever seen before
Dont try to test me or yo' head gon' get blown up
I got gas that I'm selling on the low
Got rich, thе second that I woke up

Put me to thе edge and I'll never fall off
Try to test me, you won't die slow
I don't know how to feel, cause I ain't never felt love
This ain't a dream, just keep your eyes closed

I like the way you kiss me
I like the way you, uh
I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached ('tached, 'tached, 'tached)