Lil Baby, Gunna, Young Thug - Mellow lyrics

You spend a weekend with me
I spend a lifetime on you
You Puerto Rican, baby
You know your love is the truth
I bought a coupe and baby
I'll hand it over to you
Punana, come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like
Hello (Ayy)
Said hello (yeah)
I’m restin' gettin' mellow (Ayy)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (yeah)

Had nothin’ but a cigarillo
(Had nothin' but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods
(She came through with Backwoods)
That's part of the reason I love her
(That's part of the reason I love her)
On her dresser, no bluffin'
(On her dresser, no bluffin') yeah

The white marble dresser with
A picture of you (Picture of you)
Put a hold on my schedule
Put a reservation for two
(Reservation for two)
Shopping is your pleasure
And I feed your attitude
(Feed your attitude)
Put you on a pedestal, take a trip to Cancun
Yves Saint Laurent sweater
When the weather feel cool
We livin' better, town house with six rooms
Mis-loyalty never, real run through my roots
I wish we could stay together
I'ma tell you the truth
Show me your commitment
I’ma do the same for you
Told me you gonna ride or die
So I bought a coupe for us two
Italy her whole life, everything brand new
Diamonds keep me frostbite
I’m just tryna keep my cool
Rep a gang red like
Oldspice, going color blind, i see blue
Get high like a skyline
Need to give me time to regroup
This money long, need a
Ruler call the jeweler, i need juice
Teach you game like a tutor
You won't fall in love with a fool

You spend a weekend with me
I spend a lifetime on you
You Puerto Rican, baby
You know your love is the truth
I bought a coupe and baby
I’ll hand it over to you
Punana come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like
Hello (Ayy)
Said hello (yeah)
I'm restin' gettin' mellow (Ayy)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (yeah)

Had nothin’ but a cigarillo
(Had nothin' but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods
(She came through with Backwoods)
That's part of the reason I love her
(That's part of the reason I love her)
On her dresser, no bluffin'
(On her dresser, no bluffin') yeah

Ain't no want no cappin'
I've been onto better things
These niggas so last year
I'm in the back seat of the
Maybach with a soul snatcher
I just switched lanes and go slow
They probably still won't catch us
Bae I love your ass, and what's your practice
Baby I love your practice
Like I love my bratties
Talkin' 'bout stripper panties
And white wall grandies
It's just all ladies, shawty said
"those are candies"
Range Rover autobiography
Ain't doin' no slackin'
Ain't doin' no more slackin'
Car too fast need traction
Bad lil' ten, she nasty
Diamonds on fleek, they dancin' woah, oh

You spend a weekend with me
I spend a lifetime on you
You Puerto Rican, baby
You know your love is the truth
I bought a coupe and baby
I'll hand it over to you
Punana, come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like
Hello (Ayy)
Said hello (yeah)
I'm restin' gettin' mellow (Ayy)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (yeah)

Had nothin' but a cigarillo
(Had nothin' but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods
(She came through with Backwoods)
That's part of the reason I love her
(That's part of the reason I love her)
On her dresser, no bluffin'
(On her dresser, no bluffin') yeah