[Verse 1]
Lip gloss cherry, ash on the tile
He like the way I drag slow, hold it for a while
Says I look bad, says I look grown
Blowing little halos while he staring at my throat
Backseat, black tint, blue smoke swirl
He roll his little stories like he run the world
Hand on my thigh when he light my flame
Says every good girl gotta flirt with the game
[Chorus]
I got smoke in his eyes, hips on his mind (yeah)
He love the way I lean back, wasting his time
Little bad habit, wrapped up in lace
He only ever see me with that look on my face
I got smoke in his eyes, hands on my waist (hands on my waist)
Twerking on his lap like I’m erasing his day
He call it poison, still beg for a hit
I take a drag, roll my hips, that’s it
[Verse 2]
He talk big money, pockets full of risk
Big chain, big watch, big talk, lil’ kiss
I don’t ask questions, I just ride the wave
Only thing I count is how my rent get paid
One text, pull up, I’m in his stash house kitchen
Short shorts, side eye, listening, twitching
They move work, I move slow to the bass
Hands on my knees, smoke curling round my face
[Bridge]
I know what they like, I seen that stare
When I arch my back, when I flip my hair
They say it’s bad for me, say I’m doomed
But I live off the way they fill this room (yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I got smoke in his eyes, hips on his mind
He love the way I lean back, wasting his time
Little bad habit, wrapped up in lace
He only ever see me with that look on my face
I got smoke in his eyes, hands on my waist (on my waist)
Twerking on his lap like I’m erasing his day
He call it poison, still beg for a hit
I take a drag, roll my hips, that’s it