Thirst

Hey baby don't hurt me, oh lord please have mercy

It's too early to be acting dirty and looking sweet like Hershey

Way you moving fry me until I'm curly, feel like I'm not worthy

Movements like a movie that's got every dearly beloved acting thirsty

Let's talk about that thirst, not bad and boujee I mean the worst

It's that catch you gawking at me so I know you've been hit with a curse

Way you walk to shake that thing that's looking like it's about to burst

Got their vision locked on so I guess you could call that love at first

Throw them in a hearse showing them what they want but can't have

What they'd do to see it in reverse would be on their epitaph

It's like you signed an autograph when you branded them with your imprint