Want Me
Ever since I laid eyes on you I been hella bent
Devil in a tight dress, but shawty heaven sent
We don't need to be separate, not accepting it
You my type, you my preference
You watch my stories so you could see where I'm at
I watch ya stories too, watch em back to back
Neither of us wanna chase because we both the catch
Them niggas in yo DM they need to relax
Ay, why we wasting time? I wanna make you mine
Like a ticket on the dash, baby, you so fine
You's a 10, you's a dime and you always on my mind
You don't wanna get attached? Imma give it time
I can tell that you want me
But we gotta keep it low-key
I can tell that you want me
I can tell, yea, I can tell
I know, I know, I know, I know you want the kid
Let's go, let's go, let's go, I'm thinking bout Madrid
I know I'm talking crazy cause I'm super lit
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's do that shit
You too worried about what ya friend's think
Let 'em talk they shit, that's why they breathe stink
What you doing at 8:30? Lets link
The feeling's right, I'm moving off my instincts
Why we wasting time? I wanna make you mine
Like a ticket on the dash, baby, you so fine
You's a 10, you's a dime and you always on my mind
You don't wanna get attached? Imma give it time
I can tell that you want me
But we gotta keep it low-key
I can tell that you want me
I can tell, yea, I can tell
Devil in a tight dress, but shawty heaven sent
We don't need to be separate, not accepting it
You my type, you my preference
You watch my stories so you could see where I'm at
I watch ya stories too, watch em back to back
Neither of us wanna chase because we both the catch
Them niggas in yo DM they need to relax
Ay, why we wasting time? I wanna make you mine
Like a ticket on the dash, baby, you so fine
You's a 10, you's a dime and you always on my mind
You don't wanna get attached? Imma give it time
I can tell that you want me
But we gotta keep it low-key
I can tell that you want me
I can tell, yea, I can tell
I know, I know, I know, I know you want the kid
Let's go, let's go, let's go, I'm thinking bout Madrid
I know I'm talking crazy cause I'm super lit
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's do that shit
You too worried about what ya friend's think
Let 'em talk they shit, that's why they breathe stink
What you doing at 8:30? Lets link
The feeling's right, I'm moving off my instincts
Why we wasting time? I wanna make you mine
Like a ticket on the dash, baby, you so fine
You's a 10, you's a dime and you always on my mind
You don't wanna get attached? Imma give it time
I can tell that you want me
But we gotta keep it low-key
I can tell that you want me
I can tell, yea, I can tell
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Bernadin
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