<3style Lyrics

Ay, ay (Huntaps, oh my gosh!)

Ay, ay

I wrote a love letter to you bae, hope you received it (Hey)

Penned it while I was drunk in the bathroom stall last weekend (Hey)

If I ever displayed my other feelings, I was geeking (Hey)

Or I didn't mean it, counting numbers like a nerd I'm geeking

Hitting shawty from the back I'm freaking

Met her at the club, she Puerto Rican

Huntaps, I might just jump off the deep end

Into the pool I'm swimming though

Heard you was hard but you fibbing though

Treat the stu like a gym, we ain't skipping bro

Bad bitch on the table she the centerfold

And I'm getting new money we don't fuck with old

Getting that gold for my hoe

Hold me down she ain't ever go

Why would I then, woah

Why would I then, woah

Ballin', Iverson

I'm not Post Malone

I won't fall apart

You can't break my soul

Yeah, yeah, oh (Mud, mud)

Pluck my heartstrings real slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow (Mud, mud)

Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow

My baby so bad I wish I could see her more (Hey)

I'm running out of time, I leave in the early morn' (Hey)

If we never meet again let you know, I'm yours (Hey)

Left my heart wrapped in a gift right outside your door

Nosebleeds, black lungs, dark heart

No keys, hellcat, push start

Dope seeds, laced drugs, no fun

Roll weed, smoke blunts, my love (Huntaps, oh my gosh)

Yeah, yeah, oh (Mud, mud)

In the backseat I ride slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow (Mud)

Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow