cold feet

If you finna slide, then you gotta stay (stay)
A couple weeks
Do that shit that you keep tellin' me (yeah)
Don't leave
That's that shit I can't tolerate (go)
Cold feet
Ain't a thing if you ain't down, but I know that you down for it

You can stay with me, pack yo' bags in your suitcase (go)
Maybelline, Louis V bag full of toothpaste
Check on me, I just need somebody here to keep me sane
Help me think, anything to keep me outta my own way

I've been stayin' out the way on purpose
She don't wanna talk and I deserve it (deserve it)
She'd rather keep it on the surface
Let's talk in person, I prefer it

Couple hours ain't enough (oh yeah), need a thousand more and up
Spent an hour on yo' blush so that we can take off
Spend it all, fuck the cost
We ain't even gotta talk, babe
Drop $100 on a lunch and we ain't even touch the entrée (yeah)

You were actin' so high (so high)
Baby, so am I (so am I)
I ain't gon' lie, we both know that you dumb fine (yeah)
Pull up, slide by (slide by)
For the night or like 4 or 5
I'on know, what you think about it? What's on yo' mind?
Let me know

'Cause if you finna slide, then you gotta stay (stay)
A couple weeks
Do that shit that you keep tellin' me (yeah)
Don't leave
That's that shit I can't tolerate (go)
Cold feet
Ain't a thing if you ain't, but I know that you down for it

You can stay with me, pack yo' bags in your suitcase (go)
Maybelline, Louis V bag full of toothpaste
Check on me, I just need somebody here to keep me sane
Help me think, anything to keep me outta my own way



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Writer(s): Coye S
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