You - Don Toliver, Travis Scott

[Verse 1: Don Toliver,

Travis Scott

Both

You couldn’t get any better, baby

Ooh, ooh

Your lips taste like candy cane, do tell

Ooh, ooh, ooh

You’re my baby (Yeah)

So impatient, when I’m gone, you waitin'

Please, don’t make me think of it

Like a game with a defense (

Yeah

You talk to me dirty, I’m talkin' back like a reflex (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,

oh-oh)

I know you love to play games (Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh), but it ain’t no recess

Around my town, they know my name (Ah, ah, ah), I put it on Jesus

I booked your plane, to come my way

I gotta meet ya

Starrin' in my musical, without no feature

Do me a favor (Do me a favor), and call a nigga back (A nigga)

I can’t contain ya (I can’t cont—)

'Cause you’ve been in your bag (You been in your—)

And hop in your saf (Hop in your—)

I’ll make sure that you’re bad (Ooh, ooh)

You ain’t diffrent (You ain’t), I’ll make sure you know that you’re mine

I (I), baby, don’t lie (Ooh, ooh)

You ain’t doin' alright (I)

You ain’t different, you, ooh-ooh, ooh