[Intro] Yeah… Look at the fucking clock, mami. You said you was dipping an hour ago, right? Yeah… that’s bullshit. Look at you now. [Verse 1] Pulled up talking crazy about a curfew. Talkin' 'bout a time limit. Said you had shit to do… Now you back in my section, sipping, faded. Got a "maybe" on your lips, mami. Got that look in your fucking eyes. Talking like you ain't pressed… Then why your ass pressed up against mine, side by side? Sip slow. Talk slick. I don't chase no bitch, mami… I just pour up, sit back, let the mood click. You call it trouble. I call it bad habits looking good on me. You tryna play mind games… Good luck, ain't no map on me. You check your phone like you leaving soon. Same locked screen, same empty room. Tryna act tough, but you caught the vibe, Now you trapped in the motion, high inside. Ice in your cup, but your body warm. Quiet before the wave, calm before the storm. You told your friends "five minutes top," Now the hour hand hit, you on my lap, you ain't stop. Look at your heels, you ain't took a single fucking step. All that talk about leaving was just wasted breath. Slick with the defense, smooth with the disguise, I just sit back, feel the sub-bass hit your thighs. [Pre-Chorus] Yeah, ey… Mami tell me, "Daddy, don't play with me…" I hit the cup, like, "I wouldn't fucking dare, huh?" She saying, "Boy, you a lot of trouble…" I lean back, "Mami, why your ass still here, huh?" [Ad-lib] Yeah, why you still fucking there? [Chorus — Bouncy / Infectious / harmonic melody Melodic Trap] You said “bye,” but you came right back, One more drink, now we off that track. Tick-tick-tock, but you don’t wanna go, Back-back-back when I tell you “no.” You said go, go— But you stay, stay— Move that way, way— Then come my way, babe. Oh-oh, what you waiting for? Oh-oh, you know what you came here for. Said “one more,” now it’s four, four, four— You said you gotta go… But you’re still at my door. [Ad-libs] Still here… Yeah, you stayed. Come on… You know the vibe. [Verse 2] Got jokes for defense, huh? Talking shit when you speak. Tryna act unbothered… But your body gives you up every week. No pressure. No promises. We can burn this whole bottle down… Fuck what the time is. You came dressed like a tease for a move you ain't making. Now you laughing at the clock… Like this whole damn night ours for the taking. Contradiction on lock. "I'm leaving," but you never fucking walk. Every step you take away… You just circle back around my block. Smirk on your face, but you bit your lip twice. Tryna play it cold, but the atmosphere nice. Low-key flex, yeah, I see how you lean, Stepping in my space like you part of my team. No alibis needed, no fake excuses. You know what this is, you know how the liquor and the beat seduce us. Told your Lyft driver "cancel that shit," Now the ride gone, you on my couch, deep in it. Sipping codeine while the synthwave loops. We don't gotta rush when the rhythm state proves. You came with a plan, but the plan got tossed, Now you bent over here, counting up what it cost. [Pre-Chorus — street Laid-back West Coast Slurred bouncy Flow] Ey, look… Mami tell me, "Don't make it complicated…" I'm rolling up, like, "Who complicating what, huh?" She whispering, "Daddy, I should probably go…" I just laugh, "Mami, you ain't leaving tonight, nah." [Ad-lib] Nah, not a chance tonight. [Chorus] You said “bye,” but you came right back, One more drink, now we off that track. Tick-tick-tock, but you don’t wanna go, Back-back-back when I tell you “no.” You said go, go— But you stay, stay— Move that way, way— Then come my way, babe. Oh-oh, what you waiting for? Oh-oh, you know what you came here for. Said “one more,” now it’s four, four, four— You said you gotta go… But you’re still at my door. [Ad-libs] Still here… Yeah, you stayed. Come on… You know the vibe. [Bridge — Direct Questions to Her / Beat drops to just synth plucks] [Spoken / Raw & Intimate Flow] So why you talking all that shit when you listening, mami? Why you tryna act hard when you make giving in look this easy? What the fuck you really tryna do right now, huh? Why you looking at my mouth like that... ...when you the one who fucking stayed? [Beat Drop — Heavy 808s re-enter] No excuses, mami. No cap. I saw that look. Yeah… stop fucking playing. [Outro / Final Chorus] Mami said go, go, go— But you stayed, stayed, stayed… Now the whole room glows, We don't gotta give this shit a name. Mami said "don't, don't, don't," But that look said "fuck me…" Funny how "one more drink" Turned into "don't leave me, baby." Yeah… mami, you the one who stayed.
