Yea she gives me butterflies
I tell her many lies
Pop one and it's to the sky
I got no wings
Try to live her little life
Try to fight the tide
Try to look me in the eye
Bet you can't
I already know
I'm tryna mold
Silver to gold
But I can't
Tryna run back the tape yea
Tryna run back the game yea
Yea I'm tryna run
Yea I'm tryna run to the race
Yea I'm tryna move ina way
That you like
Steady rollin rollin dice
Look at me ya baby bat your eyes
Cuz I like it
Stuck to ya hip I ain't goin home
Listen to me girl I'm tired of messing round
Yea she gives me butterflies
I tell her many lies
Pop one and it's to the sky
I got no wings
Try to live her little life
Try to fight the tide
Try to look me in the eye
Bet you can't