India Pt. 3 - Lil Durk

The way you snatched my heart, feel like you had it before

The way I kiss your lips, feel like I kissed you before

Fuck you from the back, feel like I hit it before

And I asked you for some anus, like you ain’t did it before

Before me, I don’t care who was before me

Lonely, now you ain’t gotta be lonely

My baby,

I gravitated towards your love for the making

Baby, yeah yeah yeah, our marriage

Make sure you make a hundred M’s off cosmetics

When I decide to get you a ring I’m getting all carats

And they sneak diss from fake pages, they all jealous

And when I do tell you I love you it don’t be small letters

And you gon' cuss a nigga out tryna fuck for some Margielas

I hate when you try to ignore me

They tried to say that you ain’t for me

I had to figure it out on my own

I had to take you on this journey

You got my heart screamin' uhuhuh mhmhmh

Stop movin' girl, I’m 'bout to cum

I changed your life from the ghetto

You got me screamin' falsetto

Put you in that rose gold, take off that metal

Love when you’re landing, see you at arrival

No label song wasn’t for you, I need a title

Done fuckin' these hoes everywhere, I need a bridal

She don’t care to be around my boys

You concealed to carry my heart like a

I don’t want no different hoes like Floe

Give you my last name, that’s Banks, like Lloyd

I’m holding you down

You’re so used to clowns

Pop up unannounced

Told me he a mouse

Told me don’t give him pounds

Told me he ain’t allowed

Told me he ain’t my crowd

It was true so I’m proud

Make me proud, make me proud

Make me proud, make me proud, baby