I think I'm with you every day You're always talking *** like I should knowStill tryna act like that's okay I supposeI want you to myself Your bitch can need good helpI need you, need you, need you Bad bad, y'all bite the bellPCP on my shelf Might be bad for my healthI need you, need you, need youI'm dancing to get away Even if you're on track and you're fastGot me in the back like Tell me what it's gon' beYou should take a break See my love out lateWorking for you Talk to you seven nightsI get nine to five Tell me what it feel likeFeel like, feel like I could make it feel good, feel good, yeahTell me what I gotta say Tell me who I gotta beShe cook me salmon with the rice She wanna *** me, she so niceStill tryna brag it's okay, okay, it's okayI suppose You think I moved to AlabamaThat all your heart got cold like icicles You try to play me like pianist, pianistI suppose I want you to myselfYour bitch can need good help I need you, need you, need youBad, bad, y'all bite the bell PCP on my shelfMy pump when I inhale I breathe you, breathe you, breathe youI want you, I need you, want youWhy's that, that's it?I need you bad, what can I do?Nothing, that's it, babeI want you, I need you, want youWhy's that, that's it?I need you bad, what can I do?Nothing, that's it, babeI want you, I need you, want youWhy's that, that's it?I need you bad, what can I do?Nothing, that's it, babeI want youBut I got to goI got to goStay with youThere's so much to doBut I got to goBut I got to go