[Shordie Shordie]
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
(Murda on the beat so it´s not nice)

[Shordie Shordie]
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up

[Shordie Shordie]
Like you got a thing for a nigga that been tellin´
Turn it around, let me show what I do

I got a thing for a girl with a thing
´Cause it show you that she got her mind on her too
Her mama like whatever nigga she like, she just send him to Daddy for him to approve
I say I´m her daddy, she look at me happy like, "Baby girl, this nigga know what to do"
Thinking even in the bed
Your daughter always give a nigga head
But now she ain´t answering the phone
Texting like, "Leave a nigga ´lone"
And I ain´t never live around trees, I smoke that tree, still wish a nigga would
Hear a lil´ knock at the door so I let you in, now you saying shit good
Ayy, I´m used to fucking with the bad bitches
Like, "Where you at?" "On the way"
I´ma do a hunnit a day, I like to come with the bad bitches

So I came anyway ´cause I´m on it
Could´ve took another route, I ain´t wanna
´Cause I take this exit and send this message
Then I´m gone

[Shordie Shordie]
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up

[Trippie Redd]
Shawty, we in love
I feel too much pain when you´re not around me
Love champagne when I´m in the club
I can´t, can´t run away, can´t run away from you (Bae)
I spilled some paint on a mink, bitch, I´m elite, iced-out Patek Phillipe
I graduated in the streets, critique in the sheets
Better have your nails and feet done
You could bring your friend, have a threesome, yeah
I tried to tell you don´t fall in love
All the things that I did and you still won´t give up
Is it L-O-V-E?

I´m in the room but I still make it bleed
Baby, beg to me

[Shordie Shordie]
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make up?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point of fucking it up
I was on your mind, say you got time
Come, come let me take it up

[ Shordie Shordie]

Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Why don´t we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
Why don´t we just fuck and make love?
Know what you like, everybody good
No point in fucking it up
I was on your mind