"mango" lyrics

Damn I'm just tryna like be on some love shit in Italy like
Make some pasta put you in a gondola like
How you say 'je t'aime' wait shit that's french

I hit it like the mango
And I still don't know her name though
I'll do whatever she say so yeah
Baby can I see you tango

She put it down and throw it back for me
We taking off and now she blast for me
Yeah she ain't the first but she the last for me
That body looking like a masterpiece
In those AF1s and a crop top
Had to put her in my drop top yeah
The way she movin made my heart stop
She got me simpin

I hit it like the mango
And I still don't know her name though
I'll do whatever she say so yeah
Baby can I see you tango

Hold up hold up
Wake up underneath the blankets
Sunday morning with the bacon
But I ain't yours for the taking no

In my AF1s and a crop top
Why the hell he flexing with his drop top
Wait I think I felt his heart stop
Is this man simpin right now?

I hit it like the mango
And I still don't know her name though
I'll do whatever she say so yeah
Baby can I see you tango

I still don't even know her damn name and she just left
Like I made bacon she had me take her home
Shit. At least I still hit. That's kind cool