Lyrics:

These niggas ain't never had no bad bitch and it shows
They scared of you
I got something for you though

Ayy
Yeah, ayy

Like some wock pouring slow inside a new double cup
These niggas gotcha feelings all screwed up
Girl, I think it's time to take a break from love
Tryna pick ya up and put you down on something
Book the flight, she ain't gotta pay for nothin'
Only thing you'll see is Saint Tropez for a month
Doors open on the balcony
So you can hear 'em play the mandolin from high up
Yea, the views look like a post card
Get a yacht and jet skis from the boat yard
Smoke, drink, and fuck for the most part
Your pussy wavy, girl, and I'm the Coast Guard

I can put you on, that's a guarantee
Leave that nigga alone and come fuck with me
Now I ain't saying that I'm Mr. Right
But right now, I know what's missing in ya life

Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryna make you bae and take a vacay trip
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put some ice on you 'cause it's overdue
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Give you roses and some reassurance too
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh-huh)

Baby girl, say, 'yeah, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh-huh)
Say, 'yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby girl, say, 'yeah, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa-whoa-whoa)
Say, 'yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yea, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah)

Gourmet dinner, candlelight, champagne
Order oxtail, lamb chop, valet
Everything exclusive when you around me
Bottega feather heels, baby, don't fly away
No oh, oh
When I do shit like that, I make her pussy wet
Take you out the jets and put you on a jet
Oh yeah, anything you want you get 'cause you manifest it
Like the newspaper, girl, you know I'm extra-extra
Sauce professor, I can teach your ex a lesson
Fuck all that talkin', I can show you better

I can put you on, that's a guarantee
Leave that nigga alone and get what you need
Now I ain't saying that I'm Mr. Right
But right now, I know what's missing in ya life

Girl, you overdue for some romantic shit
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (you're overdue)
Tryna make you bae and take a vacay trip
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (take a trip with you)
Put some ice on you 'cause it's overdue
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh))
Give you roses and some reassurance too
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh-huh)

Baby girl, say, 'yeah, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh-huh)
Say, 'yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Say, 'yeah, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh, ooh, yeah, yeah)
Say, 'yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yea, yeah'
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah)

It's overdue, it's overdue
Overdue, ah, me touching you
Kissing you, fucking you, loving you