𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 ᵈⁱˢᶜ¹

Intro

(Yeah, yeah, woah)

(Ooh-ooh, yeah)

Ridin' through the city in the midnight hue

(In the dark, yeah)

Got the top pulled back, it's just me and you

(Just me and you, Don)

Pre-Chorus

Lace up the Saint Laurent, stepping on the gas (On the gas)

Living in the fast lane, moving way too fast (Way too fast)

They can talk all night, but they don't know the truth (No, they don't)

Every time I slip away, I end up back with you (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus

'Cause you got that holy water, got me dripping in gold

(Dripping in gold, yeah)

High off the feeling, never getting cold

(Never cold)

In a two-seat Lambo, racing through the flame

(Skrrt, skrrt)

They can throw their shade, but we stay in our lane

Yeah, we stay in our lane (Ooh-ooh, yeah)

Verse 1

Diamonds on your neck, shining in the strobe light (Shining bright)

We don't ever sleep, turned up through the whole night (Whole night)

Bustdown AP, ticking for the aesthetic (Yeah)

The chemistry we got, man, it's cinematic (Cinematic)

She want the Prada, want the Bottega frame (Bottega)

I buy the whole store just to put it in her name

Crazy how the lifestyle gets a little loud

But you're the only one that can calm me in the crowd

(You know, yeah)

Pre-Chorus

Lace up the Saint Laurent, stepping on the gas (On the gas)

Living in the fast lane, moving way too fast (Way too fast)

They can talk all night, but they don't know the truth (No, they don't)

Every time I slip away, I end up back with you (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus

'Cause you got that holy water, got me dripping in gold

(Dripping in gold, yeah)

High off the feeling, never getting cold

(Never cold)

In a two-seat Lambo, racing through the flame

(Skrrt, skrrt)

They can throw their shade, but we stay in our lane

Yeah, we stay in our lane (Ooh-ooh,

Verse 2

Louboutin red on top the dashboard, leaving a trace (leaving a trace, o)

No ticking clock, we just dey float in time and space (in time and space)

This your love na addiction, I no fit break (no way, no way)

Pass all the noise, pass all the milli wey we make

You be the realest thing I hold tight for my chest (realest thing, bad girl)

Speeding through the dark, motor dey fly, no time for rest (woah-woah, yeah)

Bridge

People outside wan dey tear us apart (dey tear us apart)

We dey play with the fire, burning from the start (another vibe!)

Make them talk, make them rumor, we no give a damn (we no care, o)

Dem no know the real me, dem no understand (only you know, no-no-no)

Pre-Chorus

Lace up the Saint Laurent, stepping on the gas (On the gas)

Living in the fast lane, moving way too fast (Way too fast)

They can talk all night, but they don't know the truth (No, they don't)

Every time I slip away, I end up back with you (Yeah, yeah)

Chorus

'Cause you got that holy water, got me dripping in gold

(Dripping in gold, yeah)

High off the feeling, never getting cold

(Never cold)

In a two-seat Lambo, racing through the flame

(Skrrt, skrrt)

They can throw their shade, but we stay in our lane

Yeah, we stay in our lane (Ooh-ooh, yeah)

Outro

(Yeah-yeah, woah)

Stay in our lane

(Just me and you, girl)

(Dripping in gold, yeah)