[Hook: Bj the Chicago Kid] I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby But this song so fuckin' dope, girl it's harder not for me to blaze it To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin' So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q] See I've been in the studio just tryna get to you, baby All night layin' verses though I'd rather lay with you, baby Bra and panties matchin', nail and toes, you all kinda lady Angel out of Heaven such a goddess have a nigga prayin'
[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] You need a real nigga, shorty So come and throw that pussy, shorty See I think you and me can make it This little verse to get you naked See, your heart ain't meant for breaking Cupid's never been mistaken See, I been caught up in the moment Shit, my type ain't quite her type but now this gangsta nigga on it She can twist my weed and hit the 'yac I can hit your type without the hat put that pussy on the map I see qualities in a bad girl, I know that ass you got Come with attitude and your swag, girl you ain't wrong, girl Just when that door knock lose your thong, girl Cause you girl, cause you girl, girl, cause you girl, girl Cause you girl, girl
[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q] Throw a loc your pussy, girl you knowing that your nigga faded Can I hit that pussy way I wanna while this record playing? Put my tongue in different places play a game of Operation Like, na-na-na, la-la, la-la, you get what I'm saying No metaphors, nothing like that I'm keeping it straight to the point with you So, I'mma put this dick up all in-side-of-you