Back In Style (Interlude) Lyrics

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 n*** back in style

Baby, don’t trip, them n*** 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 n*** back in style