Rush

I don't know how to love, too turned up to give no fuck And my bitch, she feels the rush Whenever we kiss and touch Oh, the rush, oh, the rush Why do you act like that? You're calling on my phone, baby, I ain't coming back You should've known when you left me in the past I'm on my own, I'm smoking all my gas I've been in a dropped top Benz with my friends I've been running up my money, ran out of rubber bands Too many people calling my phone, Lil' bitch, you know I don't have a lot of friends Too many people sneaking and faking on me, I gotta act on the defense On the defense I don't know how to love, too turned up to give no fuck My bitch, she feels the rush whenever we kiss and touch And I feel the lust, baby, we don't have to rush And I don't really know how to give my love to you My bitch, she's mad as fuck and I know I let you go And then she's calling on my phone, she tells me don't let go And I'm tryna keep you close but you're doing the most, baby I ain't gonna let you drive me mad, crazy, lavish My bitch, my bitch, the baddest, so I know the bitch, she's bragging Run up on my hundreds, my pockets fuckin' sagging I've been rocking Mike Amiri jeans My bitch, she's the baddest, she told me, "Can you keep it clean?" In the Benz, yeah, in the high speed And my friends, yeah, we keep it low-key My bitch is the baddest, fuck, you know she's starting to feel me Took my bitch overseas, I gotta get receipts I let you beat it, our love in these rides Move like an angel, I love when we fight But tell me, baby, why are you surprised? I'm living lavish, lavish, bitch You know this is a high life, high life, high life Are you with me for the night? High life I need myself a ride or die Guess my bitch, she's mad as fuck, be satisfied And I know, oh girl, I know That you're really tryna keep me close On the low, on the low You keep blowing up my phone, you do the most I don't know how to love Too turned up to give no fuck My bitch, she feels the rush Whenever we be kissing, touching I feel the lust, baby, we don't have to rush And I don't really know how to give my love to you My bitch, she's so sad, guess I did let her go She's blowing up my phone, she tells me, "Don't let go" I'm tryna keep you close, but you're doing the most So I guess it's our time to let you go