[Intro]
It sounds like Nyge

[Chorus: Yxng Bane]
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay

[Verse 1: Yxng Bane]
Yeah, take you shopping just like your father
Gucci, Prada, it's Christmas hours, ooh, yeah, yeah
[?] they can't plot on [?]
[?] want no drama, ooh, yeah, yeah
My drive and focus all on you
That's why you hold the key to my coupe
Listening to songs that I sent mad at you
But I know you bout' to love me just like the streets do
Poor boy, after Ye like Kan
I'm the Vince McMahon, general man
You deserve all these bags, matter of fact
You deserve more than these bags
Let's get attached, [?]


[Chorus: Yxng Bane]
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay

[Verse 2: Dirtbike LB]
Uh, wish I met you way before the drip, way before the whip
Way before a nigga bussdown his wrist, yeah
Bored of London so it's Cali for the trip
I don't drink champagne, only codeine that I sip, yeah
I can't say no, I won't let you down, aah
In the hotel room, kissin', watchin' Power
Ain't no telling what we could do in a hour
So this feeling is nostalgia
Yeah, she got me in my feelings but my hittas' score points, Steph Curry
Yeah, baby girl, I got you for life, baby girl, you ain't gotta worry

[Chorus: Yxng Bane]
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay
You ever give that pussy away, I'ma go crazy
Nasty, I'm nuttin' all on her face, she a grown lady
Wishin' I met you back in the day
Tell me the cost of love and I'll pay