Verse 1: Three shots deep when you walk in Black dress tight against your skin Whisper something I can't hear Pull me close—intentions clear Lipstick stain on my collar Grip gets tighter, breathing's harder Pre-Chorus: Mind says "wait" Body's gone Hands on hips—we're moving on Taste your mouth Lights go out Chorus: Chorus: Texting late, status said lazy Told you come over, you said make me Jet black hair, honey dew thighs Ex girlfriend, taste like wine Kiss me farther, ground down harder Sweet saliva on my tongue uh Verse 2: Back seat windows fogging up Your legs wrapped around—can't get enough Bite marks trailing down my chest Say you want it—I confess Door unlocked, we stumble through Tell me exactly what you'll do
