Loco
She ain't Spanish but she Loco
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
(Baby imma run my money up and you can join)
(When I count bands you're the only company that I enjoy)
(And when these bitches hit my phone yeah I get real annoyed)
(But girl I couldn't live without you like The Kid Laroi)
Oh woah oh oh
Baby please don't go
Cause you can help me count my bands
Make you laugh and I feel like I'm doing stand up
I know that nobody understands us
Pour some more in my cup
Your love got me fucked up
I'm addicted to you I want all of your love
Yeah I need you baby
Got me going crazy
She ain't Spanish but she Loco
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
Flying out to Florida we on the private jet
Bad bitch from the North and we moving out to LA
They are all ignoring us for money in the bank
All these people jealous they don't know bout the pain they don't know bout the-
Double glocks they come akimbo
I don't care about your bitch hoe
And ever since I met her she was my Calypso
And thats why Imma go and dream about her lips though woah
Bitch
Just know I did this on my own
I'm the best so don't get twisted seeing shit up on your phone
Im in my Bentley Post Malone and now I gotta couple clones
Flight em off like home alone
She ain't Spanish she ain't Spanish but she
Loco
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
Baby listen to my voice
Spreading lies they always tryna make noise
Me and you is what they wanna destroy
But I won't let them
Move to Cali just so we can forget them
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
(Baby imma run my money up and you can join)
(When I count bands you're the only company that I enjoy)
(And when these bitches hit my phone yeah I get real annoyed)
(But girl I couldn't live without you like The Kid Laroi)
Oh woah oh oh
Baby please don't go
Cause you can help me count my bands
Make you laugh and I feel like I'm doing stand up
I know that nobody understands us
Pour some more in my cup
Your love got me fucked up
I'm addicted to you I want all of your love
Yeah I need you baby
Got me going crazy
She ain't Spanish but she Loco
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
Flying out to Florida we on the private jet
Bad bitch from the North and we moving out to LA
They are all ignoring us for money in the bank
All these people jealous they don't know bout the pain they don't know bout the-
Double glocks they come akimbo
I don't care about your bitch hoe
And ever since I met her she was my Calypso
And thats why Imma go and dream about her lips though woah
Bitch
Just know I did this on my own
I'm the best so don't get twisted seeing shit up on your phone
Im in my Bentley Post Malone and now I gotta couple clones
Flight em off like home alone
She ain't Spanish she ain't Spanish but she
Loco
She ain't tryna lemme go ghost
She lemme eat it like Qdoba
She tryna hop inside the rover
We going way too fast
No strings attached
Better than my last
But I ain't fuckin with no bitches anymore
Except for you
I got your body on my mind and it's been getting me off my fuckin grind
Hit my line and I been wasting all my fuckin time
Just for you
Play this on loop
Baby listen to my voice
Spreading lies they always tryna make noise
Me and you is what they wanna destroy
But I won't let them
Move to Cali just so we can forget them
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Writer(s): Aidan Stanley
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