The worlds getting cold
I need some hollows in the woosh
She wanna tell her friends but I said we gon keep it shush
Never running never running out of luck
She said lean up on her chest but I just
Want it in my cup
She my luv
She f*cked up
She my love
We f*cked up
Be my love
Be my love
Be my love
Be my love
She my luv
She f*cked up
She my love
We f*cked up
Be my love
Be my love
Be my love
Be my love
It ent no debate
I'm gone put you in ya place
Got my boo thing in the kitchen
She be baking cannacakes
She's pretty and I'm handsome tryna
See what kind we make
I'll be living in a mansion
Somewhere deep in outa space
I made rack by the time you tie your lace
Had it golden like the romans
I get cash all kinda ways
Only credit if it's stolen
I get fed with steak for days
Only smoking when I'm coping
I'm broken I want away
The worlds getting cold
I need some hollows in the woosh
She wanna tell her friends but I said we gon keep it shush
Never running never running out of luck
She said lean up on her chest but I just
Want it in my cup
In my cup
In my cup
She my love
She my love
She my love
She f*cked up
She my love
We f*cked up
Be my luvv
Be mah