[Intro: Che Ecru, Tinashe & Yung Dior]
Before I die I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own

[Verse 1: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
Yeah
Falling in love really ain't for me
Pouring it up so I feel nothing
But I still can't sleep, n***as can't compete
You got it, babe, you got it (Yeah)
You got it, babe, you got it
Real ass n***a got a bag I know you spending
Rolls-Royce truck you whipping fuck a Benzy
Pull up with me we gon' start a frenzy
We don't ever play it safe we bout to send it
Know we gonna fuck each other, quit pretending
Choosing up, keep these other bitches pending
Imma stick with the tequila, you want Henny
Got me all over your face like Fenty, yeah

[Chorus: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
You got it, babe, you got it
You got it, babe, you got it
[Verse 2: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
Tell me why you're out here messing with these lame hoes
They ain’t bringing nothing to the table
You and me was meant to be, I know you'd say it so
Baby you know, you got it, babe, you got it (Oh-oh)
You got it, babe, you got it (Ooh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games
Fuck around, gimme your last name
Know you tired of the same damn thing
That's okay 'cause, baby, you..

[Chorus: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
You got it, babe, you got it (Yeah)
You got it, babe, you got it

[Verse 3: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
You the only one I've ever been in love with
It's so damn crazy
Got me picturing having your baby
Missing out on us would be a shame
Tell these other bitches who you 'bout to claim
You got it, babe, you got it (You got it, you got it)
You got it, babe, you got it (Ooh)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games (Yeah)
Fuck around, gimme your last name
Know you tired of the same damn thing
That's okay 'cause, baby, you..

[Chorus: Tinashe & Yung Dior]
You got it, babe, you got it (You got it)
You got it, babe, you got it (You got it)