[Intro: ScHoolboy Q]
(Strolling in the park)
Cause you never met or seen a nigga quite like me
You need a gangsta baby, just tryna give it to ya
(Walking in the dark)
A groovy nigga that's way too G
(Tryna tell you baby!)

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
He might say cuz but he ain't fucking with cuz
Yea I'm Q, but you can call me Quincy
If you want or whatever baby, it's all love
Fuck all that rapping, let me talk to you
Book you a ticket, so we can kick it
Make an escape somewhere we'll be safe
Close your purse, I got my Visa on me
Pick out whatever, it ain't shit but money, turn you to my honey
Take off my Salvatore, wipe your nose for ya
Climb a mountain in the snow for ya
You see these dummies always cut you lose
But so much that a G can do, hit the weed, have a drink or two
I pay attention, I can listen too, you say he fucking who?
Fresh out the shower, let me smell your hair
Garnier Fructis got my knees weak, let's cuddle in these sheets
Let me hold you for a moment, it feels right, don't it?
From a lost child to a woman
Eye contact and soft kisses, strong grip, she want a gangsta, on crip
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