Your Place

In the club fucked up
When I saw your face
Tell me what you sipping
Can I have your name
Looking for permission
Tryna drown in your lake
Don't need no exposition
Let's get back to your place
In the club fucked up
When I saw your face
Tell me what you sipping
Can I have your name
Looking for permission
Tryna drown in your lake
Don't need no exposition
Let's get back to your place

Fucked up living how we met
Hardly ever sober I'm a mess
This sex might lead to cardiac arrest
I'm arrested, Cardiac arrest
Never giving less
Yeah put me to the test
Swerving off the drugs
So I know you know what's next
Hit me with a text
Say it's mothafuck your ex
Say he left some scars
Like you been inside a wreck
But ima throw this check
Yeah you gone get undressed
Or we can do it right now
Baby fuck the rest
Gone and take it off
Baby mothafuck the rest

In the club fucked up
When I saw your face
Tell me what you sipping
Can I have your name
Looking for permission
Tryna drown in your lake
Don't need no exposition
Let's get back to your place
In the club fucked up
When I saw your face
Tell me what you sipping
Can I have your name
Looking for permission
Tryna drown in your lake
Don't need no exposition
Let's get back to your place



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Harrell
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