Only throw it back for the real one
He don't fuck with the fake he want a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel ones
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already knew what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true

Slide
I know your 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 (N)ine
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy

Mmm, yeah, we started off as friends
Then we did it in the Benz
Had me curlin' up my toes and
We just ridin' through the waves
So deep in, boy, you got me open
Stay focused, give that boy a whiplash
When dive in it, it's like, "Oh, shit"
As long as you know this

Only throw it back for the real one
He don't fuck with the fake he want a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel ones
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already knew what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true

Slide
I know your 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 (N)ine
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy

It feel like the 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 found 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 wit no speed limit
I wanted to see you doin' better now I see you winnin'
I bought you the Balenci' sweater love the way it's fittin'
You got that top up, blow the ceilin' its very addictive
Young Gunna Wunna here to give you that sexual healin'
Like an ocean when I'm in it
Eyes rollin' slow motion when I hit it
Fuckin' on the balcony, see the whole city
Owner of the company worth a couple million, uh

Only throw it back for the real one
He don't fuck with the fake he want a real one
Red underneath the shoes, yeah, the heel ones
I just got me some new
Yeah, Balenciaga hoodie, yeah, the teal one
You already knew what the deal was
Baby got them soft lips, tryna feel some
I'll make your dreams come true

Slide
I know your 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 (N)ine
Boy, we could be so perfect
I promise that I'm worth it, ayy

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Coi Leray, Danny Snodgrass, Geno Gitas, Maxwell Nichols, Sergio Kitchens