[HOOK – Gino]
You give me something I can work with
Girl I’m tryna go deeper than the surface, now
Both hands round your waist
Only time I play around is for a plate
Other than that it’s no games
Take me for waste man, no way
I, come correct, nuff respect
To all the bad women getting shit done in the area
W-work with me now
My chick bad, I ain’t worry bout none of ya
I’m just saying there’s nothing else you could offer
Murder she wrote, and she’s the best-selling author
[Verse 1 – JessB]
Call it fate, call it whatever you want
Think you might be worth the wait I don’t wana jump thе gun
But If I tell you that I’m down then I’m down for life
And all thе he said, she said, you know whos side
Im on, been on, you know I gotchu, down to ride
Lean on, dream on, new age Bonnie and Clyde
You stay a favourite of mine, so can you stay my side
Pull up on ya on site , ding ding on my dial
Used to miss the sun but it ain't bleak anymore
You unique, I'm in awe, play for keeps, whats the score
My loyalty is sure what you needing, its yours
And everything I went through I can see what it was for
I feel that shit when nobody talking
What I want know where Im walking
Running shit, I do what I wana
I ain't worried about none of ya
[HOOK – Gino]
You give me something I can work with
Girl I’m tryna go deeper than the surface, now
Both hands round your waist
Only time I play around is for a plate
Other than that it’s no games
Take me for waste man, no way
I, come correct, nuff respect
To all the bad women getting shit done in the area
W-work with me now
My chick bad, I ain’t worry bout none of ya
I’m just saying there’s nothing else you could offer
Murder she wrote, and she’s the best-selling author
[VERSE 2- Big Zeeks]
Me hear you have the good good
So me want work with it
Ah me fi lock it down
And mash a works in it
Ah me fi make your batty shake up and all a twerk wid it
And slap it up all when your twerking it
Ca man real in it man
Far from a real minute man
The ting tuff like steel in it man
And anywhere she step you know she scream me ah Di man
Man ah boss man ah real veteran
Like Yo!
Pussy so mad me want marry it
Pussy could ah tired me ah carry it
Real yard man me Na Tim or Barry it
Me Na Tim or Barry it me sorry miss
Top striker watch me score when me volley it
Load it up push it all around like me ah trolley it
Wet up the place she haffi brolley it
Hashtag Brolley it
[HOOK – Gino]
You give me something I can work with
Girl I’m tryna go deeper than the surface, now
Both hands round your waist
Only time I play around is for a plate
Other than that it’s no games
Take me for waste man, no way
I, come correct, nuff respect
To all the bad women getting shit done in the area
W-work with me now
My chick bad, I ain’t worry bout none of ya
I’m just saying there’s nothing else you could offer
Murder she wrote, and she’s the best-selling author
You give me something I can work with
When I speak about you, know it’s coming out in cursive
When I write about you I be feeling like a wordsmith
Full circle with the words, double back reverse it
Better me make you, flip, you make be better
Together got it all, flip, all it got together
Smile a little brighter, more springing in my stepping
Begin a new chapter, like a capital letter
Play it back melanin on melanin
Melodies in my head then I let em play again
You be right if you say that I never left
Old tings “ARGON”, you my element
You always been nothing but gold to me
And I’m never feeling cold if you holding me
We always worry bout what we been told to be
But I know right here where I’m supposed to be
