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I swear to god sometimes I be tryna
Tryna have better control over shit but I be fuckin' wildin' bro
But usually I don't even be trippin' off shit but
Yeah straight dumb, haha
Fuckin' wit' these hoes

Right now I'm, I'm rollin' 'round in disbelief
My Goshen Vega hold my weed
Them Swisher Sweets are not for me anymore
Apparently I lost my cap
My head, I bought the strap to stab
Without the contraception
Fuck I be on?
Chasin' bread to relish in the moment
Still be playin' catch up out here givin' hoes the raw polish, whoa
I really need to turtle down, unheard of
My new bitch booty need a girdle
My new shit sound like years of rehearsal
Got me duckin' o-o-off, yeah, duckin' off
You so fuckin' raw, aw, damn, now we fuckin' raw
Drop my fuckin' jaw, then drop off in your drawers
Oh my god, you just made me miss my ride
Shit, one more time
You got me duckin' o-o-off, yeah, duckin' off
You so fuckin' raw, aw, damn, now we fuckin' raw
Drop my fuckin' jaw, then drop off in your drawers
Oh my god, you just made me miss my ride

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I guess I can stay a lil' longer, just a lil' more
We ran outta weed, go grab a lil' more
I used my last raincoat, she say it's pourin'
Oh my god, so much more to the story

I can't help myself, sometimes I can't help myself
That thing a waterpark like every time I slide through, slide through
Takin' lyfts at 4 a.m. to lift my spirits, I don't think you hear me
Spendin' every dime on my mood, my mood
Oh it's lit, hot night in Chicago
White lights at the front door
You know, I just fell back from some real shit
Tryna heal quick, shit, guess it's your turn to talk though
On the mic at the night show
Lil' spit and a lil' lip, cue the bright lights on that ass though
Maybe we last, maybe we fuck and we learn (Oh yeah)
Girl, if we crash, we gon' have to let it burn (Yeah)
And if they find that black box, they gon' hear El Capitan
Givin' you backshots, in the cockpit, slop
Drank a fifth, now it's five o'clock on the dot
I'm hittin' your spot, rubbin' them cheeks
When I slide inside of this, I'm like the mac and the cheese
I need a better diet really, 'cause you really got me

Duckin' o-o-off, yeah, duckin' off
You so fuckin' raw, aw, damn, now we fuckin' raw
Drop my fuckin' jaw, then drop off in your drawers
Oh my god, you just made me miss my ride
Shit, one more time
You got me duckin' o-o-off, yeah, duckin' off
You so fuckin' raw, aw, damn, now we fuckin' raw
Drop my fuckin' jaw, then drop off in your drawers
Oh my god, you just made me miss my ride

I guess I can stay a lil' longer, just a lil' more
We ran outta weed, go grab a lil' more
I used my last raincoat, she say it's pourin'
Oh my god, that's the end of the story, yeah

Writer(s): Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith

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