LYRICS
[Intro: YNW Melly]
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Give me your, give me your
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
Give me your love
I'm in love with your touch
Your sex is better than drugs
Her momma love even though I’m a thug
She say she can't get enough
Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at?
I ain’t tryna let you leave me, baby
I ain't tryna let you leave me, baby (Ooh)
[Verse 1: YNW Melly]
And I really want your lovin', oh-woah (Ooh)
When you leave, it be hard to let you go (Ooh)
'Cause when you leave, half a mile, it feels cold
And you say that there's nothin', no, ooh
And you say that there's nothin', girl
But you know that I’m your nigga, word
I’ma get it regardless
But the streets is why I'm heartless, ooh-ooh-woo
[Pre-Chorus: YNW Melly]
Break us up, they ain’t wanna save us, they was lyin'
We ain't really ****in' these b*****s, they be tryin’
But you don't like to listen, you get shit inside your head
**** you and **** everything your friends said
You know how I feel
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
Give me your love
I'm in love with your touch
Your sex is better than drugs
Her momma love even though I'm a thug
She say she can't get enough
Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at?
I ain't tryna let you leave me, baby
I ain't tryna let you leave me, baby (Ooh)
[Verse 2: YNW BSlime]
Hey, baby, I'm BSlime, it's nice to meet you (It's nice to meet you)
I saw you from a mile away, it's great to see you (It's great to see you)
You lookin' bad but I can tell that you a diva (That you a diva)
I break your back and I put you on new freezer (Put you on new freezer)
I'll teach everything, bae, I could be your teacher (I'll be your teacher)
You can be my everything or you can be my eater (You can be my eater)
I could buy you wedding ring or put you on the bleachers (On the bleachers)
I ain't trustin' no one, baby, I gotta keep my heat tucked
[Pre-Chorus: YNW BSlime]
What you say, what you say? Hey, yeah (Hey, yeah)
My love is dead, I'm in L.A. (I'm goin' hard, bro)
I'm gettin' bread, I'm gettin' paid (I'm goin' hard, bro)
I wanna spoil you like, "Baby, come here" (Girl, where you at?)
[Chorus: YNW Melly & YNW BSlime]
Give me your love (Your love)
I'm in love with your touch (With your touch)
Your sex is better than drugs (It's a drug)
Her momma love even though I'm a thug (Baby, I'm a thug)
She say she can't get enough (Enough)
Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at?
I ain't tryna let you leave me, baby (I ain't tryna let you leave)
I ain't tryna let you leave me, baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh)