No Love for the Middle Child
Honda
[Chorus]
I like him so much I would fuck him in a Honda
Let him hit the same thing 'til I look like Jane Fonda
Think he put a spell on me, Cosmo and Wanda
You and me together, no it ain’t an odd combo

[Verse 1]
What I like most is his New York accent
When he talk back, make me wanna do back bends
And all of my sounds real, it ain't no acting
Trynna get him home alone, trynna get him off his phone

[Pre-Chorus]
Pull up on me with the big Ferrari
The custom body, it's got me naughty
We in the back seat, his hands all on me
I love the way he feels, got me thinking

[Chorus]
I like him so much I would fuck him in a Honda
Let him hit the same thing ’til I look like Jane Fonda
Think he put a spell on me, Cosmo and Wanda
You and me together, no it ain't an odd combo

[Verse 2]
What I like most is he's focused on the bread now
Dropped a couple crumbs just to cop that new Chanel style
All of his bands legit, all of his brands legit
When he get on top of me, both of his hands equip

[Pre-Chorus]
Ain't the only exotic-looking thing in his driveway
He pull up on me, it make my heart race
We in the front seat, his hands all on me
I love the way he feel, got me thinking that

[Chorus]
I like him so much I would fuck him in a Honda
Let him hit the same thing 'til I look like Jane Fonda
Think he put a spell on me, Cosmo and Wanda
You and me together, no it ain't an odd combo