Said “I got a man,” but let me in.
Every red flag felt like green,
And I still don’t know what she means.
(But I like it…)
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(Chorus – Chris singing, Travis ad-libs)
Too late to leave, she’s already naked,
Said “just the tip,” then she fed and claimed it.*
Room too hot, voice too sweet,
She kiss my neck, I lost my seat.
Too late to leave, we too far gone,
I lost track of whose bed I’m on.
Every time I think she done —
She pulls me back… and bites my tongue.
(Yuhhh.)
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(Verse 2 – Kendrick flow, smooth but sharp)
Look —
She don’t do small talk, just throat.
She don’t do love, just quotes.
Said her man don’t hit it right,
So I beat it down like we had a fight.
No covers, just skin and lights,
She play nice but bite like vice.
We don’t kiss, we black out drunk,
Still made her sing in the back of the trunk.
(Flow switch)
Told her “shhh,” but she love that sound,
Said “I’m yours” while I’m goin’ downtown.
No shame, no name, no sleep —
She’ll forget me tomorrow, but not this week.
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(Pre-Chorus – Travis again, layered with Chris)
She don’t lie — she twist the truth…
Said “this ain’t love” with a tongue so smooth.
I knew she bad, but I ain’t that smart —
Now her name tattooed on my damn heart.
(I ain’t proud of it.)
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(Chorus – repeat with more grit)
Too late to leave, she ride too good,
Told me “faster” and knocked on wood.
Came too deep, stayed too long,
Now I’m half in love and fully wrong.
Too late to leave, she whispered lies,
Then gripped my neck like alibis.
One more night, just one more tease —
Now I’m cuffed up with no police.
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(Bridge – whispered + falsetto overlap)
Don’t call this love, it’s not…
It’s a good mistake that got too hot.
If she texts again, I’ll slide again —
Even if I know how this gon’ end.
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(Outro – Travis humming over slow fade beat)
It’s too late…
Too deep, too dark, too good.
I should’ve left.
But damn… she understood.
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