YES IT IS

When I'm talking to you, I don’t know what to say

But I can call up a stranger and talk my whole life away

Milwaukee margaritas

I didn't know that was a thing

Carry me home or marry me now

I promise you everything

Chanel in every city

Sitting pretty, talking dirty, whoa, whoa

Filthy mouth, filthy lips but my teeth pearly, oh I know

Bible scriptures on your left thigh

Verses you don't really live by

All she do is work, fuck, Uber Eats, and get high

Never will I fly you coach, babe

Never will I fly you coach maybe

Spend your summers on a boat, baby

I’m a vocal coach for your throat, babe, mmm

My ears are sensitive

Tell me that it's mine, oh

All I hear is, "Yes, it is"

All I hear is, "Yes, it—, yes, it is", oh

My ears are sensitive

Tell me that it's mine, oh

All I hear is, "Yes, it is"

All I hear is, "Yes, it—, yes, it is"

My ears are sensitive

So when I ask you, "Is it mine?"

All you ever say is, "Yes, it is"[Verse 2]

In Rene Caovilla, walking 'cross a tight rope

Bruises on her heart from jumping off boats

Gone for the weekend, yeah, that was the plan at first

Left on the 1st and it's already the 31st

Young, wild and free, I can't blame her

Young, wild and pretty in Miami, I can't tame her

She's a Virgo, so I can’t explain her

Just tell me "Yes, it is"

All I hear is, "Yes, it is"

All I hear is, "Yes, it—, yes, it is", oh

My ears are sensitive

Tell me that it’s mine, oh

All I hear is, "Yes, it is"

All I hear is, "Yes, it—, yes, it is"

My ears are sensitive

So when I ask you, "Is it mine?"

All you ever say is, "Yes, it is"

My ears are sensitive

When I ask you, "Is it mine?"

Ask you, "Is it mine?" Just say, "Yes, it is"

Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?

Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?

Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?

Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine? Is it mine?

Come get it

Yes, it is

Yes, it is

Aw, yes, it is

Yes, it is