Rolling cookies on a butt cheek
Man I love this chick
Thinking of lyrics while she tryna fuck me
Think my head gone split
She wanted poetry
Baby I got it
Could you give like 10
If you and all of your home girls an option
I ain't gonna pick your friends
Moon light be beaming where ever we standing
Shawty keep calling me Ben
Pistol to ice cream you know I ain't jamming
Can't let you slip through my life like some sand
Baby I'll give you a Ken
You be the barbie
I'm in the back with a fan
Ex lovers dream of us hardly
Ain't smoking hardly to the back
Tell me you watching my 6 this whole time I was guarding your back
Tell me you care for me shawty
You'll water me up
And you wont let my garden go black
Dam
I'd really kill for my bella
Calling you pretty my darling
Up in them occhis
Really could be here forever
Come rip my heart while I'm falling
I'm in the back
Yung luv
Baby come walk my way
I'm getting drunk
Oh I coasted
Waiting for you
And getting high
But I get by days
Blueberry
My sugar pie
The one I want
The one they hide
