[Ellen Purtell:]

Staring, at the ceiling, for a moment, we're frozen

Then we start to go fast but I wanted less

Take me up... upper

Staring, at the ceiling, for a moment, we're frozen

Then we start to go fast but I wanted less

Take me up... upper



[Rexx:]

Cell phone ringing, I don't know the number

I don't pick up, but you know I'm on the under

When I be sliding through the south, southside

I be out the way, ducking undercover

With a bad lil thang, cause you know I'm thinking of her

When I be sliding through the south, southside



Facetiming cause I like to see that pretty face

Slide a titty, that'll make me feel some type of way

That's word to my rich homies

It's hard to walk through the club with your bitch on me, pulling me down

I get it rocking when I be in the town

They throwing money, I would rather throw a couple of rounds

To my rounds, and my guys, and these women on my line

I got em, trying my hardest not to think of my problems

Cause lately, I've been stressing

Like I got too much on my mind, mind

It seems like when you're winning

You, you can't get em off your line, line

That's probably why my



Cell phone ringing, I don't know the number

I don't pick up, but you know I'm on the under

When I be sliding through the south, southside

I be out the way, ducking undercover

With a bad lil thang, cause you know I'm thinking of her

When I be sliding through the south, southside



Look, I still hope you flash a smile when they bring up my name

Went from friends to friendly fucking, crazy how shit can can change

You apartment look crazy, this ain't from a minimum wage

If I slide through after midnight, you know I came

You know what it is, my Marshawn, you know why I'm here

I'm beast mode with a beard

Dropping gems in your beard

And you a gem by yourself

I think I found a treasure chest

You're a symbol of wealth, the trophy wife on a shelf

And you could see it on me

That low key I been trying fuck, fuck

But, you gon' make me work for it

You gon' make me work for it, before you give it up, up

I hope it's you when the



Cell phone ringing, I don't know the number

I don't pick up, but you know I'm on the under

When I be sliding through the south, southside

I be out the way, ducking undercover

With a bad lil thang, cause you know I'm thinking of her

When I be sliding through the south, southside