Pink Fleece

I am all under your spell
 We try and try so hard, can't feel
 If a nigga get stranded, pick me up
 You get empty praises when you fill my cup
 Raunchy and reckless, I dig it I'm good for rolling the dice
 She said, nah, I could be your pornstar, boy I don't bite
 Watch me perform, let you perform
 Into my arms, I did the norm
 I be on my cool guy, I don't hear some
 In the pussy like the Aquaman, baby Boucher
 Bend it over, poke your back, trust she gon' do great
 This film make you nauseous, baby be cautious
 Is it the truth that made me cold?
 Was it the juice that got you wet?
 Is it rules that made me broke?
 You got here right on time, I swear
 Is it the truth that made me cold?
 Was it the juice that got you wet?
 Is it rules that made me broke?
 You got here right on time, I swear
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair
 These hoes all on me, raindrops follow me
 Angels watchin' me, halos probably
 Ain't no calm in me, there no resolve in it
 I need you possibly, bullshit obsolete
 We don't even know what season we in
 All my reasons for bein' is gone
 You leave now, you could be here in a minute
 The movie loaded and the liquor is strong
 I got some new stans saying i'm the GOAT
 I got a white boy homie with a boat
 We hit the water, well she wanna go alone
 I said, see that's why you need to stay off the slopes
 Livin', I'm givin' you new life, two times, each night
 We need a timeout
 Throw it back, throw it back, toss that, I be the whiteout
 Baby you might, who am I kidding, bitch duh
 Young black, living, not giving no fucks
 Is it the truth that made me cold?
 Was it the juice that got you wet?
 Is it rules that made me broke?
 You got here right on time, I swear
 Is it the truth that made me cold?
 Was it the juice that got you wet?
 Is it rules that made me broke?
 You got here right on time, I swear
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair
 In your pink fleece, Nikes
 Wonder why I stare
 You a cold piece, icy
 Let me be your chair