Mind Won’t Behave CunninLynguists (Ft. Mr. SOS)

Hook:
I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save

[Verse 1 - Natti]
There you are in your car, blowing breeze through your hair
We ain't even met yet, so for no reason you there
Riding on my mind with your seat on recline
Looking fine as wine, sitting in a cellar with time
I engage ways to exchange names in your gaze
Minutes became days, watching sun glaze in your face
Step out your ride, guys hinting at hitting what shakes
But I'm wrapped up in your thighs, complimenting your waist
And can taste that strange fruit, no make-up you plain cute
Define you as a dime? That's a crime, that ain't loot
That buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings
You diabetic sweet, I need shots for behaving
I wonder, are you a figment of slumber?
Is my brain a mess, do you exist in the flesh?
Are you front row at the show with breasts that peak through your dress?
If you don't let me know, I'll go and speak to the rest, because...

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Deacon The Villain]
Girl I was caught up, soon as you entered my line of sight
Flashed that ass, I'm like bass, hooked to shining light
A bright quasar, all on my radar, like a twister
Should have ran for shelter, but I'm storm chasing sister-
Girl, Mrs. Curls from a different world
Like Dwayne Wayne and Whitley, couldn't claim dame with hickies
We was young, dumb, I'm full of cum, yup, we all been
On phones late as fuck with a love on, through yawning
Till morning came, walked home alone in the rain
Smiling, cause I just put my finger all off in her thang
You was a gift Ms. Delicious, non-malicious
My interest, aged with interest
Fine as fuck, caught a fine for finding my luck
Can't really combine in one rhyme, understand it be tough
But I can't really have you walk away from family blood
And if I promise I'm your man to be, that's vanity, cause
I love you, I need you, I just can't let you go
But to keep you's to mistreat you, and I'm thinking only heaven knows that...