Demon child, who'd ever thought I'd find a angel Beautiful, you looking good from all angles Them old bitches left me scarred but where that pain go They gone, and now you my toxic addiction This wasn't supposed to happen, you were supposed to be a mission Done turned into my mistress now we discussing conditions for my heart For my heart For my heart For my heart For my heart For my heart You got my heart You got my heart You know you got my heart You know you got my heart This never been a fling, you always been a queen Be looking so damn good, be doing that shit with ease I grew up round them hustlers so I don't give shit for free But I gave you my heart, and it ain't cost a thing It ain't cost a thing Baby you like a drug, you know i'm a fein Like come here, tell me about your day that shit make me weak If I give you my heart, it ain't no in-between Now let me do that thing, I know how to make scream Hands behind your back, pussy dripping water like marine If I hit that spot, then you know that it'll make you sing Trying to drip you in that new Celine You got my heart You got my heart Know you got my heart You got my heart Know you got my heart You got my heart You got my heart girl Baby got my heart