Verse1:
Im on my way just.hold up
Let me roll up
Space out
Do the shit that I came for and ive been bout
Flow up when I binge think
That Ink black and that pussy think
Hancock that ass off tattoos and mixed drinks
Ink lines that soak through like discharge
I wet broads
Run laps
And burn rubber then switch tires like nascars
If you squeese my hand
Just dont bend my cards
Imma bend you over
After I bend these bars

Hook: ScHoolboy Q

Verse 2:
Im just sittin in the studio just tryna get to you baby
All night long im working hard
Just to bring it home and work on you
When I write these raps down I be thinking bout all of the freaky shit we do
You roll my weed
You smoke my weed
You blow my high
You even blow me too
Just close your eyes dont act surprised you know you expect me to come through
That's what I do

Hook: ScHoolboy Q

Verse 3:
Up up in the studio
Cup filled up with idk
Im just tryna drown yo
Smoke another pound yo
Find that perfect sound
Hit record and lay it down
Mixtapes Or sex tapes
Talkin dirty
hold my ground
Uh
I hold my ground
If you playing hard and square bet that bootys soft and round
You were frowning just before bet I make you smile now
Where yo chips at
One love I dispatch
Im all in
Straight Facts
And gay chicks
Thats all im involved in
Your problem im solving
You're horny
I ace that
Rip off your lace
Then I slide in like safe
Sit these rhymes over bass
Yes her throne is my face
Ill just dine while you wine
So we both get a taste
Yeah
Freaky shit i'm bout it
But when my thoughts get cloudy
I kill the storm in the studio
Cant find a cloud in the sky when I'm through
Open your legs and sky dive on you
Out the plane with no parachute
No regrets when you love what you do
End of the night ill be loving on you