Cool Whip
I pull up on ya in a black spaceship
Something like deja vú, you see me in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
Yeah, like ice cream
Cause you're sweet but uh... you're bad for me
We end up breaking up cause you're mad at me
Your friend saying cause your sign don't match with me
Ew, he a virgo, ironic she's a cancer
She got a big butt and a smile, that girl is poison
Other niggas choosing, it's me that's chosen
I scoop you up and rub you down, I grab the lotion (Yeah!)
I pull up on ya in a black spaceship
Said the last time you seen me was in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
I pull up on ya and you already know
I'm latching on to you like Sam Smith
And when I left you it was the lonely hour
No one woman should have all that power
I pull up on ya, ironic you drive me crazy
Please don't drive me crazy 'less you're coming with me
On and off again word to Maggie Rogers
Break-up to make-up I make ya scream and holler
I don't know it's something different about you
You love when I be kissing on your tattoos
A little wine, we unwind and get loose
I beat it up, she had enough we call a truce (Yeah)
I pull up on ya in a black spaceship
The last time you seen me was in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
(Yeah!)
Something like deja vú, you see me in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
Yeah, like ice cream
Cause you're sweet but uh... you're bad for me
We end up breaking up cause you're mad at me
Your friend saying cause your sign don't match with me
Ew, he a virgo, ironic she's a cancer
She got a big butt and a smile, that girl is poison
Other niggas choosing, it's me that's chosen
I scoop you up and rub you down, I grab the lotion (Yeah!)
I pull up on ya in a black spaceship
Said the last time you seen me was in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
I pull up on ya and you already know
I'm latching on to you like Sam Smith
And when I left you it was the lonely hour
No one woman should have all that power
I pull up on ya, ironic you drive me crazy
Please don't drive me crazy 'less you're coming with me
On and off again word to Maggie Rogers
Break-up to make-up I make ya scream and holler
I don't know it's something different about you
You love when I be kissing on your tattoos
A little wine, we unwind and get loose
I beat it up, she had enough we call a truce (Yeah)
I pull up on ya in a black spaceship
The last time you seen me was in your dreams
I'm tryna make you holler, I'm tryna make you scream
I scoop you up in a cool whip like ice cream
(Yeah!)
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Writer(s): Dustin Wright
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