I reserve the s*** like I'm indigenous
I never knew a luh-luh-luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
F*** a friend zone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this, we adjust like this
If God's a girl, then in God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
S***, I gossip with my b**** like I'm Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hair bun loose
Rightin' wrongs 'til they come with royalties and pub too
(Where you at?) At the house with it, watchin' Sinners
(Who you with?) On the couch with my favorite sinner
(Fuck that b****) I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotional attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but I'm goofy
Wait, you must got a platinum record in the coochie
(I got a platinum plaque in the coochie)
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
I never knew a luh-luh-luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
F*** a friend zone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this, we adjust like this
If God's a girl, then in God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
S***, I gossip with my b**** like I'm Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hair bun loose
Rightin' wrongs 'til they come with royalties and pub too
(Where you at?) At the house with it, watchin' Sinners
(Who you with?) On the couch with my favorite sinner
(Fuck that b****) I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotional attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but I'm goofy
Wait, you must got a platinum record in the coochie
(I got a platinum plaque in the coochie)
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Garbage
I never knew a luh-luh-luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
F*** a friend zone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this, we adjust like this
If God's a girl, then in God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
S***, I gossip with my b**** like I'm Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hair bun loose
Rightin' wrongs 'til they come with royalties and pub too
(Where you at?) At the house with it, watchin' Sinners
(Who you with?) On the couch with my favorite sinner
(Fuck that b****) I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotional attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but I'm goofy
Wait, you must got a platinum record in the coochie
(I got a platinum plaque in the coochie)
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Verse is hard especially the Young Thug bar