Bend Ya (feat. Frank Ocean & Kendrick Lamar)

Bending you
 Oh, I'm bending, bending, bending, bending you
 Oh, yeah
 A permanent euphoria, everyday is the shit
 Right hand on my money, left hand be on ya bitch
 Rapping it made me rich, money give me the women
 Money we just be throwing and women they just be bending
 All my girls fly like they all flight attendants
 Ten cent, picky as fuck, she gotta look innocent
 Since sin the center of this whole fucking industry
 Ain't no saint, neither is she but we pretend to be
 Is it out of pocket to say I like the attention
 Not to mention you even out how high I been getting
 Experimenting 'cause it's different
 Changing, growing, leaning, smoking, rolling
 Making music, listen to no one, I'm on one
 20 years old, world in my palms
 Bent, that's why I'm shaded up, looking so calm
 Giving you the world from my point of view
 A true B-day mobbing Dannon boy
 That's what I'm supposed to do
 All these spoons in my kitchen
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 Bend ya up and bend ya back down
 All the girls in my bedroom
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 Bend ya in and bend ya back out
 All the rules to this game around
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 (Bending you) bending you, bending you, bending you
 (Uh)
 Soon as I enter
 I put a hurting on it if I don't kill it she injured
 For a long time, summer, spring and winter
 Fall for anything, you clumsy-ass nigga
 Jumping off the boat in some 87 locs
 She's seen them hundred spokes and then that woman spoke
 But I don't talk back, I put my life on tracks
 If that don't work, put your wife on track
 Show me where the candle wax, it must be you
 Because I burn right through everything y'all do
 High octane when I bring my last name (uh)
 Mr. Lamar AKA The Cash King (uh)
 Quicker than pre-cum, won't you give her a reason
 To not meet up with me, like a vegan
 Psst, goddamn, I'm the fucking man
 She said fuck her man, now she fuck with Mann
 All these spoons in my kitchen
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 Bend ya up and bend ya back down
 All the girls in my bedroom
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 Bend ya in and bend ya back out
 All the rules to this game around
 (They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)
 (Bending you) bending you, bending you, bending you
 She is the last straw, I bend her then sip slow
 My pencil draws her closer (she gets high and bends low)
 Long flight from my Cali mistress, to a district with red lights
 Prostitutes and rich niggas
 Just a recipe for long nights (bend ya)
 Shake well, and oh, they do
 I'm laying next to some girl
 Who last night showed me things I never knew (bend ya)
 Either I'm bending space, or I'm just bending space in
 I put my heart on tracks, but it's 4 a.m.
 And that chick's still racing (bend ya)
 One bed, two girls, three way four times
 My shame came off with their clothes, it's paradise of the mind (bend ya)
 Absolut vodka, mixed with absolute freedom (ooh)
 I meet my darker side and it's a pleasure just to meet him
 I'm thinking about puffing and writing while fucking
 Yesterday's gone and tomorrow ain't coming
 If tomorrow ain't coming, that's the name that she told me
 But when you hit this level, every first name is phony (bend ya)
 But here, the air tastes better
 Weed is more potent and girls seem wetter
 Days are a haze and drinks just stronger
 Nocturnal nigga, these nights seem longer (bend ya)
 I'm only here for one night
 It's Disneyland for a man
 White girls, blue kush, red lights
 American in Amster... Damn