Ooh-ooh We’re standin’ in the kitchenWe just fucked for like six hoursNow you’re gettin’ in my headNow you’re drippin’ down my legI was watchin’ you bite down on a peachI was lickin’ a spoonful of peanut butterThen you kissed me…
One, two, three, four We’re talking small, like how you been?Like how’s your mom? And all your friends?We’re catching up about all the bullshit trendingYou crack a joke ’bout kissin’ me‘Bout going there, ’bout lovin’ meI laugh it off as…
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayo, SiR)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Alright, alright, alright, alright)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sittin’ on twenty-foursWould you look at those?So amazin’I throw my hands up to the ceilin’It’s some praise dueHeaven…
Kaleido-leido-leido-leido-leidoscopeTonight is shining bright, you know, oh yeah, oh noSo light it, light it, light it, light it, light it upPut it in the air and let it go, oh yeah, oh no Can you feel the love now?I’m feelin’…
Yeah, I’m down bad, badHappiness was just a fad, fadThe serotonin highs keep fallin’ downYeah, I’m in my head, headOverthinking everything, thingSwimming in my thoughts, don’t let me drown Every time I need a pick me upYou hit me upOne…
Yeah, yeah, Pluto I don’t hang with rats, that’s some new type shitGet a nigga whacked on the news, type shitSippin’ drank and Activis on some Screw, type shitJust a sad ho runnin’ through the crew, type shitI got a…
Gotta fire my joint up on this bitchYoung Metro, Metro, young Metro, three timesYeah Stickin’ to the code, all these hoes for the streetsI put it in her nose, it’s gon’ make her pussy leakPussy niggas told, ain’t gon’ wake…
I know my momShe’d make you your favorite dishShe’d be obsessed with you quickLike on night oneShe’d welcome you in our homeLike you were one of our own, give you that East Coast loveThat’s why I keep her at a…
Bleedin’First time we cut was the deepestMiss all the lies and the secretsCrave it, need it, I’mFloatin’Best when I’m lost in your oceanI’m wet from all the emotionSo deep, oh shit Call it quits, pull the tourniquetI’m a masochist, rip…
Did we take it too far? MaybeDid I regret it then? NoDo I regret it now that we don’t talk? YeahDid I want more than friends? MaybeShould I have gotten involved? NoBut did I like it every time we touched?…