Troli Bear - In2u (feat. OriginalArmada) Lyrics

I don't know what you're into
But I think that I'm into you
I really wanna get to know you
Show you something you won't regret
I don't know what you're into
But I think that I'm into you
I really wanna get to know you
Show you something you won't regret

If I wake up to see mañana
Imma go get Benihana's
Get a bitch to go be honest
If she know
She gon' hit me for the liquids
And we're smoking marijuana
Feel alright I put that bitch right into light
Into light
We've been here all night
All day and night
This don't feel right
This feels so good
Not trying to fight
God damn girl
Just trying to hold you tight
God damn girl
You make me feel right
God damn girl
Your energy is bright
God damn girl
You make me feel right
God damn girl
Your pussy's so damn tight

I don't know what you're into
But I think that I'm into you
I really wanna get to know you
Show you something you won't regret
I don't know what you're into
But I think that I'm into you
I really wanna get to know you
Show you something you won't regret

You don't really know what I'm into
I thought we were gonna keep things simple
Sometimes I don't want you but I need you
Guess it's in my head like I said I'm mental

Aye and I've been known way to long to sing a song
If you want to hit a bong try and hit me up
Bitches coming over with a sippy' cup
I just got a dress and put it on just like a get me up
Tell em bout it
Hide and go address
Hit you up say less
Bitches come pay less
Shoes they come on best
You gon try to tell me that we do it from the bottom
But you sound just like the bread thats in my head
I got the money out the well
And we hope it opens
Just like any vault
Ain't my fault
If a bitch gon hit me up I give her malt
Like the liquor if she trying to get me down
I still deliver at your liver
Taking shots right at your head
And you're dead
I mean woah damn that ain't even vibes of the tribe
If you tribe psilocybin on the mind if you try me
I've been bending for a minute
Like the air it be ang
From the shits we got dinero with the money
If she's mad at me we're flooding all the stops
Whip the cops middle fingers up and saying
F*ck the opps I ain't worried
I ain't even tote a gun
I'll be walking round the streets
On my lonely
Say it once God damn sheesh