[Intro] Boots on the nightstand Dress on the floor You say, “Baby, slow down” I’m askin’, “You sure?” (uh-uh) [Verse 1] You in that tight white tee Little dirt on your jeans, that’s me Lip gloss on your neck like a crime scene Backseat fogged, that’s a live stream You grab my hips, pull me right in Say my name with that slight grin Taste that sweat, that smoke, that gin I start a sin, then we dive in Got a mixtape heart In a playlist world You a slow dance anthem I'm a wild talk girl Got that front-porch swing With the braids and grills You a box Chevy crush On these backroad hills I talk slick like the cypher at dawn You got lips like a chorus I want Sunday dress With a southside stance You got that two-step soul Make a thug slow dance (uh) [Chorus] I love the way you talk that trash then pin me to the mattress Make me lose my accent, got me cussin’ like a savage You kiss me on my freckles, then you bite where I’m the baddest You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (oh) Wanna ride you like a backroad, hands tight on your shoulders Windows foggin’ over while your tongue runs down my shoulder All the things I love ’bout you are all the things I do to you You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (nah) That sweet melody of old school love Over hard knock flow from the mud You my slow jam, I’m the battle rap smoke We two-step tight while the beat get choked That sweet melody, you hum it so soft While I spit grime, make the whole block cough Old school love in a new age fight We ride that line 'tween the day and night (oh) [Verse 2] Talk sweet, but my mind so rude Halo on, but my thoughts all crude You like it when I switch that mood Country babe with a nasty attitude Kitchen counter, that midnight snack Boot prints runnin’ down your back Leather belt hangin’ off that rack Your hands in my hair, I’ma throw it back Truck bed, tailgate bangin’ Moon out, every curve you’re claimin’ Say grace, then my legs start shakin’ Holy word in a whole new language Banjo loop bangin’ through a shotgun shack I’m a bar queen posted, talkin’ real slick smack Got the drill-type rage With a country drawl Turn a barn into a ring Make the haybales brawl (hey!) Say you want peace But you like my threat When I press to your neck Say “rap that bet” You a slow-cooked kiss On a fast-lane freak I’ll drag any lame rapper While you hum off-beat (yeah) [Chorus] I love the way you talk that trash then pin me to the mattress Make me lose my accent, got me cussin’ like a savage You kiss me on my freckles, then you bite where I’m the baddest You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (oh) Wanna ride you like a backroad, hands tight on your shoulders Windows foggin’ over while your tongue runs down my shoulder All the things I love ’bout you are all the things I do to you You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (nah) That sweet melody of old school love Over hard knock flow from the mud You my slow jam, I’m the battle rap smoke We two-step tight while the beat get choked That sweet melody, you hum it so soft While I spit grime, make the whole block cough Old school love in a new age fight We ride that line 'tween the day and night (oh) [Bridge] Fast life, slow grind You on me, both blind Headboard hit in double time Say you love my dirty mind Sweet smile, filthy plans Country girl with city hands Every “baby” that you moan Got me tryna make your house my throne Church shoes, scuffed on a dive bar floor Halo crooked, but you all I swore Chaos in my chest Calm in your touch You the hook that tame my Too-much, too-much (woah) [Chorus] I love the way you talk that trash then pin me to the mattress Make me lose my accent, got me cussin’ like a savage You kiss me on my freckles, then you bite where I’m the baddest You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (oh) Wanna ride you like a backroad, hands tight on your shoulders Windows foggin’ over while your tongue runs down my shoulder All the things I love ’bout you are all the things I do to you You say, “Girl, you done did that” I say, “Boy, I ain’t done yet” (nah) That sweet melody of old school love Over hard knock flow from the mud You my slow jam, I’m the battle rap smoke We two-step tight while the beat get choked That sweet melody, you hum it so soft While I spit grime, make the whole block cough Old school love in a new age fight We ride that line 'tween the day and night (oh)
