[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Uh, real life nigga, rare type nigga
Always been fly, never scared of heights nigga
Ric Flair on 'em off the leg type nigga
Style fresh to death in airtight cellars
Fore face me swing foot, defenses she adventurous
I smell like opportunity in the vintage
Clean as a infant, right from the entrance
Whole lot of interest
I think I might holla
She think I'm too proud but I'm thinking more Prada
Baby I'm Gucci, lil G's on the collar
I don't do shrooms, no chicken marsala
Bring more pie, more G's, more commas
Catch a conversation with me all about a dollar
Baby let me school you, I'm your alma mater
First day on the flight, you'll be back tomorrow

[Chorus: Estelle]
When it's raining, take me out
Let's go swimming, never drown
Walk on water, slide out
Cause I got a whole lot of love for you
I hope my whole life's enough for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
Got a whole lot of love for you
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