Back In Style (Interlude)

They say nothing lasts forever, but I hope this does

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, I'm on high, like you wanna find out

You wanna find out, oh my, oh-oh

They say nothing lasts forever, but I hope this does, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Yeah, I'm on high, I don't wanna fall back down

Oh-oh

Coke boy, baby

With me, you have the time of your life

It don't take much for me to set the vibe

It be the little things I do to make you smile

You ain't felt this good in a while

God strike me down if I'm lying

Put my right hand on the Quran

I know that you ain't felt this good in a while

But don't trip, 'cause real **** back in style

Baby, don't trip, them **** dead still

Shittin' on them hoes is your best skill

Ain't no way you should be thinkin' 'bout your ex still

Or your next meal

She ain't seen the gym in weeks, but she flex still

I just iced out her wrist, her Patek's real

I might give the world to my baby, yeah

I don't like to talk much, I'd just rather do it

With me, you have the time of your life

It don't take much for me to set the vibe

It be the little things I do to make you smile

You ain't felt this good in a while

God strike me down if I'm lying

Put my right hand on the Quran

I know that you ain't felt this good in a while

But don't trip, 'cause real **** back in style