Casanova
The clock ticks, my feet's cold
We both know, times running low
Our hands glued, I like you
But where does this lead to
(Kick it)

Why are you saying these mean things to me?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these needy things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these mean things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these mean things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?

Then she started grabbing me and sayin shit
Like she work at applebees and I got tip
Man this shit could work, and im tryna smash
And she's tryna lurk, but she already passed

(You're too chilled.....How Am I too chilled?)
Our hands glued, I like you
But where does this lead to
(Kick it)

Why are you saying these mean things to me?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these needy things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these mean things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?
Why you saying these mean things?
Why you saying these dirty things to me?

Then she started grabbing me and sayin shit
Like she work at applebees and I got tip
Man this shit could work, and im tryna smash
And she's tryna lurk, but she already passed