I could pick your brain and put your heart together
Throw that to the side, yeah
She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies
Why they on me?
I wanna press my line, yeah, I wanna press my
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
Oh no, I can’t fuck with y’all
When you throw that to the side, yeah
It’s way too drum, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the heimlich
We at the top floor, right there off of Henny
Put the pussy on a high horse
Never snapchat or took molly
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
I can buy the building, burn the building, take your bitch
Cause we from a place, a place you cannot stay
Ooh
7:30, you lying
Mama, dear, spare your feeling
When I’m with my squad I cannot do no wrong
I wanna press my line, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
Peter, piper, picked a peppers
It’s way too drum, yeah
My best shots might shoot forever like (brr)
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
They gon’ pull up on you (brr, brr, brr)
The coupe forever
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
I get those goosebumps every time
You can’t go, I don’t know
I wanna green like, I wanna be like, I wanna press my
I get those goosebumps every time
I get those goosebumps every time
Rebuild the building just to fuck some more
That pussy to die for
Oh, back the fuck up off me (brr, brr, brr)
I want a green light, I wanna be like
Worry about those condoms, and way too numb, yeah
I want to take that ride, yeah
Read apart, the shady parts and party hard, the diamonds yours
It’s way too drum, yeah

Wildness, throw a stack on the Bible
We gon’ do some things, some things you can’t relate

Worry about those condoms, and way too numb, yeah
When I’m pullin up right beside ya
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the heimlich
Popstar, love Mariah when I text a cute game
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah

I’m gonna press my line
I can justify my love for you and touch the sky for God to stop, debating wall
When you throw that to the side, yeah
Why they on me, I’m flying, sippin lowkey

I’m reliving moments, peeling more residual
Saucin’ in the city, don’t get misinformed
When you throw that to the side, yeah
I’m sipping lowkey and Onix, rider, rider
Throw that to the side, yeah

That pussy to die for
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the heimlich
7-1-3 to the 281, yeah I’m riding
Worry about those condoms, and way too numb, yeah
Throw that to the side, yeah
You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, when you’re not around
Put the pussy on a pedestal