21 Savage, Summer Walker - Prove it

I wanna cuddle for weeks
Your mama' n' 'em think that you innocent
I know you turn into a freak
Don't really care about your exes
Whatever it is, it could be
They playin', I'm makin' 'em see
I know you swingin' them hoes like the D
I had to comb out the dreads
She fell in love with the braids
Gutter bitch, she cook and clean
And she'll load up the Ks
Your body got me in a daze
It don't matter the look, you get slayed
Her face card never decline
Man, fuck all that makeup, you fine
Better tell all them niggas you mine
She a dollar, way more than a dime
When I'm with you, I get nervous
It gotta be love, it's a sign