Lyrics: Ebony Riley/Trevon Gardner/Kevin Andre Price/Thomas Lumpkins
Music: Ebony Riley/Trevon Gardner/Kevin Andre Price/Thomas Lumpkins
(You better know what you're doing)
(You know I know)
(You better know what you're doing)
(You know I know)
You just entertainment
I can't let these **** play with me
Damn, I hate to say this
Honestly, I'd rather stay lonely, yeah, yeah
You gon' go crazy, I know it
That's why I made you wait for it, yeah, yeah
If you want it
(If you want it)
Then you better
(Then you better)
Get on your knees and beg for it, yeah, yeah
You ****ing me right
Playing with fire
You gotta know what you're doing
Taste it, maybe I'll ride
Let you inside me
You better know what you're doing
Take your time
And do it slow
You gotta know what you're doing
Please don't stop
You're so warm, boy
You gotta know what you're doing
You know I know
You a freak on the low, girl I knew it
When I get inside it, I get excited
Then I cum in you knowing I don't want kids
****ing you like you my bitch
You know that pussy got grip
I'ma call you my lil' shyt
**** is you talking bout, shit
Mama, I don't care where we at
You know I'ma need that splat
When you let me hit from the back
I ain't have time to react
You ****ing me right
Playing with fire
You gotta know what you're doing
Taste it, maybe I'll ride
Let you inside me
You better know what you're doing
Take your time
And do it slow
You gotta know what you're doing
Please don't stop
You're so warm, boy
You gotta know what you're doing
You know I know
You gotta know what you're doing
You a freak on the low, girl, I knew it
I'ma freak on the low, yeah, you knew it
You ****ing me right
Playing with fire
You gotta know what you're doing
Taste it, maybe I'll ride
Let you inside me
You better know what you're doing
Take your time
And do it slow
You gotta know what you're doing
Please don't stop
You're so warm, boy
You gotta know what you're doing
(I know you excited, you like how I ride it)
(You better know what you're doing)