Dulce
'Cause girl you got a sweet thing, know you got a dulce
And if I shoot a shot I already know what you'll say
I'm just tryna slide in like Toosi
Know I can't afford a coupe, don't got a two-seat
Or the loose leaf, this a movie
And it's your scene, girl it's your scene
I'm the type to leave the lights on
And you the type to be a lady in the streets
But a Dyson in the sheets
Got a Nikon for the leaks
Need a M like Bison
Uh, yeah, but shoutout to the married ones
Who keep it on lock, and when needed they'll carry one
Supportive like a sock
Or maybe like a mom, maybe like your dad
And you can call me that but that don't mean that I trust you
Maybe if I fuck you
That'll mean I love you
Yeah, I know, real solid logic
You know that you the shit and you been strutting like you got it
And stunting like your mama
Sitting real proper
But you ain't got the courage to ask a man if he honest
He do you real dishonor
Now you listen to Lana
And you try to fill the pain with designer
The old her, you could never find her
I guess that's why she move real cold
Never do what she's told
Always so bold
Always be the type to bite back so you know
She my lil' poison better not to get involved
Python flows she'll take your soul
And if I shoot a shot I already know what you'll say
I'm just tryna slide in like Toosi
Know I can't afford a coupe, don't got a two-seat
Or the loose leaf, this a movie
And it's your scene, girl it's your scene
I'm the type to leave the lights on
And you the type to be a lady in the streets
But a Dyson in the sheets
Got a Nikon for the leaks
Need a M like Bison
Uh, yeah, but shoutout to the married ones
Who keep it on lock, and when needed they'll carry one
Supportive like a sock
Or maybe like a mom, maybe like your dad
And you can call me that but that don't mean that I trust you
Maybe if I fuck you
That'll mean I love you
Yeah, I know, real solid logic
You know that you the shit and you been strutting like you got it
And stunting like your mama
Sitting real proper
But you ain't got the courage to ask a man if he honest
He do you real dishonor
Now you listen to Lana
And you try to fill the pain with designer
The old her, you could never find her
I guess that's why she move real cold
Never do what she's told
Always so bold
Always be the type to bite back so you know
She my lil' poison better not to get involved
Python flows she'll take your soul
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Writer(s): Chandler Smith
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