[Verse One]

Hold up, pause, smell the barbacoa cuz you know that it’s time.
Do you know how to hold luck like a good woman hold a love in her spine?

Do you know what it take when she the sunset and you the sun, bro?
Do you know what it take when she the moonlight and you the lake bro?

I got me a bad one (hey). I found me a good one (whoa).
I got me a bad one (hey). I found me a good one (whoa).

Good lookin’ momma you talk that salsa.
I be ah-ah when you make that nana speak the lushest type of guava!

Walk in the party like soap on my ass cuz I feel so clean, girl.
Walk out in public and recollect all of our private scenes .

[Bridge]

You-you with the pure heart.
You-you with the lion heart.

You-you with the pure heart.
You-you with the lion heart.

[Chorus]

Raise a hand if you’ve ever been in fuckin love
Raise a hand if that shit ever fucked you up
Raise a hand if you fuckin’ with you’re only one
Raise a hand if you fuckin’ like what whats up

Raise a hand if you’ve ever been in fuckin love
Raise a hand if that shit ever fucked you up
Raise a hand if you fuckin’ with you’re only one
Raise a hand if you fuckin’ like what whats up

[Verse Two]

Set the scene for the classic view.
Funky finiquera that’s 602.

She sip like pretty and walk like danger.
She talk like witty and dance like flavor.
She be gorgeous gritty citrus tangor.
She got neck to check a vet but don’t sleep with strangers.
(Wouldn’t matter if she did I’m just tryin’ to be specific).

She don’t give a fuck about you’re blog or a motherfuckers status naw.
And that’s what make her so finiquera God-ess.

So what it ‘bout to be?
We both the oasis and both the heat.
We both the medicine and the venomous Sting
(It’s complicated. It’s love know what I mean?)

[Bridge]

I got me a bad one (hey). I found me a good one (whoa).
I got me a bad one (hey). I found me a good one (whoa).

Good lookin’ momma you talk that salsa.
I be like ah-ah when you make that nana speak the lushest type of guava!

Walk in the party like soap on my ass cuz I feel so clean, girl.
Walk out in public and recollect all of our private scenes .

You-you with the pure heart.
You-you with the lion heart.

You-you with the pure heart.
You-you with the lion heart.

[Chorus]

Raise a hand if you’ve ever been in fuckin love
Raise a hand if that love ever fucked you up
Raise a hand if you fuckin’ with you’re only one
Raise a hand if you been tryn’ fuck like wait, what the fuck is up?

[Verse Three]

Why it always gotta be this way?
Two troubled hearts with specific of medicine for joy and pain.

She make my heart bleed without moving a muscle.
She dress my fear alive and wear it out like a puzzle.

She say make the beat pop, I say I got more lyrics.
She like “Make me hot wit your ink pen, dippin in the ink jet,
To the G shock on the G spot aw fAwk!”

Her gaze dangle an angle that grab me raw —tango.
If the rest of my life just building these next twenty minutes then —Lego.
Syrup. Danish. Spanish Navel. Netflix. Lips—Electric Cables.
She say, let me dance, I’m like see you. Who could say no?

[Verse Four]

Days later its laundry time
I put my socks in she in my pockets like Stockton, I’m why?
She got a new headache and I got a better excuse
But I’m like why it just us and I can’t stand me or you?