Kojaque
Paris, Texas
[Kojaque]
Baby what's your number
Speech to text to type
Wanna get to know ya
Wanna know what’s on your mind
I could take you somewhere
I could take my bike
Put you in my basket I'll no hand it
Down to mine
I don't think you’d like me
Tell me what you like
I'mma say I seen it
Just to see you fuckin smile
Dressed like Paris, Texas
You gone make me cry
I'mma walk the desert
Just to get between your thighs

[Luka Palm]
Patches on my sweater from when you
Bleached blond
Sick notes n love letters a piece of the
Jigsaw
She glow like some neon
Down on one knee
Need ya
[Nee-naw- nee-naw]
For a boy if he try to steal ya
Still I
Keep it real with ya
Press green
Midnight calls, pick up
Where we left off
Sex, cigarettes
Cough
3 am we still up
Sweet tooth
Going down for that cherry she on top
[Kojaque]
We could do it, baby
You been on my mind
Know that I've been waiting
A long time
Just to hear you say
Do it, baby
Park it next to mine
Know that I been waiting
A long time
Just to hear you say

Baby I'm a shitbag
Room's a fuckin mess [Clean that up]
Know you smell some other woman's
Perfume on my bed
Maybe I can't help it
Maybe I care less [now]
Had I known you’d been there I’d have
Changed um when she left
You could fuck me senseless
Sensless that we fight
There's a million better ways that we
Could spend the night
[Sex]
I don’t want to hurt ya
Wanna treat you right
Tell me how you want it
I could do it how you like
Do it how ya
We could do it, baby
You been on my mind
Know that I've been waiting
A long time
Just to hear you say
Do it, baby
Park it next to mine
Know that I been waiting
A long time
Just to hear you say
Just to hear you say
Just to hear you say
Hey
Hey