And I can't stand to see you treated better I drop that bag bout you, get a n***a smashedbout you I'm all I'm isYou know you Malié, right?Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you Malié, yeahAnd I can't stand to see you treated better I drop that bag bout you, get a n***a smashedbout you You Malié, yeahWe ain't supposed to do your mind, yeahEver say you're running low on cash I'ma bless you with bands you can pull upout a trap in my section I'm MaliéI got my work on, skirt on, I got my shirt onYou know I'm Malié, bout you I'ma do what I'm supposed to doYou Malié, yeahUnderneath the lights and cameras, I will call you staring at meNo, I'ma leave a second chance, won't you remind me?Baby, we saddening, had a bad break up, real relationship, we ending badlyTryna get you rude, make you swaggin' like you ain't the bestAin't no disrespect, when we broke wrong, we could make plans to actionNo games, you say we cannot walk away, I'm on the back of someWanna get behind that, some traffic, love the way you dancingTransaction can make me shy, admit it, I'm a little romanticWe could get out of here, I'll take you where I liveI'll freak you right out, will, I'll freak you right out, willSit down on the couch, take your shoes off Let me rub your body, rub your bodySit down on the couch, take your shoes off Let me rub your body, before I turn you outKiss all in your crack, do my tongue all in yourRip your waist and pull your hair out, right before I f*** you downEven though I'm not your man, you're not my girlI'ma call you Malié, yeahAnd I can't stand to see you treated badI'll drop that bag, bout you, smash, bout youYou Malié, yeahAin't nothing that we ain't supposed to doYou Malié, yeahNever say you're running low on cash, I bless you with bandsYou can pull up out a trap in my sectionI'm Malié, yeahOn the block, I drop the work off, skirt off, got my shirt offYou know I'm Malié, yeahDon't you wanna do what I'm supposed to do?You Malié, yeahFeeling special here while I'm caressing, buku *** appealFew vacations, you been several places, like it betterHell, let the pressure build, now pull your shouldersKiss your bottom lips and your stomachWhen I'm dropping lumber, this a lot ofBass downChoke her while I *** her, ***, hello, we're deadWhen I'm stroking in slow motion, grip you from the backKnow that dick done took your soul, you come running back for me, loveEven though I'm not your man, you not my girlI'ma call you Malié, yeahAnd I can't stand to see you treated badI'll drop that bag, bout you, smash, bout youYou Malié, yeahAin't nothing that we ain't supposed to doYou Malié, yeahYou ever say you're running low on cashI bless you with bands, you coolPull up out a trap in my section, I'm yeahOn the block, I drop the work offSkirt off, I got my shirt offYou know I'm yeahDon't you wanna do what I'm supposed to do?You Malié, yeah*