text: Bitch, dont slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  Bitch, don’t slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  Bitch, dont slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  Bitch, dont slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  I play in your hair as you rub on my ears
  Then we awkwardly stare until our lips lock
  Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
  Now it’s awkward in here because our lips locked
  Feels like Im floating in air
  Cant believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
  Feels like Im livin a dream because our lips locked
  You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag, you got a nigga sprung 
  Bitch, dont slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  Bitch, dont slam my Bentley doors
  It cost me plenty money
  I play in your hair as you rub on my ears
  Then we awkwardly stare until our lips lock
  Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
  Now its awkward in here because our lips locked
  Feels like I’m floating in air
  Can’t believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
  Feels like Im livin’ a dream because our lips locked
  You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag, you got a nigga sprung 
  I play in your hair as you rub on my ears
  Then we awkwardly stare until our lips lock
  Then we awkwardly stared because our lips locked
  Now its awkward in here because our lips locked
  Feels like Im floating in air
  Cant believe that this dare turned into a reality when our lips locked
  Feels like I’m livin a dream because our lips locked
  You officially put my feelings inside a Ziploc bag, you got a nigga sprung