LOVE (feat. Trippie Redd)
 作词 : Luis Witkiewitz/Raquan Hudson/Shane Lindstrom
 作曲 : Luis Witkiewitz/Raquan Hudson/Shane Lindstrom
 Intro: Shordie Shordie
 Mm, mm, mm, mm
 Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
 (Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Verse 1: Shordie Shordie
 Like you got a thing for a nigga that been tellin’
 Turn it around, let me show what I do
 I got a thing for a girl [?]
 [?] show you that she got a mind on her too
 Her mama like whatever nigga she like, she'll send her to daddy for him to approve
 I say I'm her daddy, she look at me happy, like baby girl, this nigga know what to do
 Thinking even in the bed
 Your girl always give a nigga head
 But now she ain't answering her phone
 Texting like leave a nigga lone
 And I ain't never live around trees, I smoke that tree, still wish a nigga would
 Hear a lil' knock at the door so I let you in, now you saying shit good
 Ayy, I'm used to ****ing with the bad *****hes
 Like where you at on the way, I'ma [?] bad *****es
 So I came anyway 'cause I'm on it
 Could've took another route, I ain't wanna
 'Cause I take this exit and send this message
 And I'm gonna
 Chorus: Shordie Shordie]
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Verse 2: Trippie Redd
 Shawty, we in love
 I feel too much pain when you're not around me
 Pour the champagne when I'm in the club
 I can't, can't run away, can't run away from you
 I spilled some paint on a mink, *****, I'm elite, iced-out Patek Phillipe
 I graduated in the streets, critiquing the sheets
 Better have your nails and feet done
 You could bring your friend for threesome, yeah
 I tried to tell you don't fall in love
 All the things that I did and you still won't give up
 Is it L-O-V-E?
 I'm in the room but I still make it bleed
 Baby, beg to me
 Chorus: Shordie Shordie
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind, say you got time
 Don't come let me take it up
 Outro: Shordie Shordie
 Oh, ayy, yeah
 Ayy, ayy
 Ayy, why don't we make L-O-V-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E-E?
 Why don't we just **** and make up?
 Know what you like, everybody good
 No point in ****ing it up
 I was on your mind