​truffle butter Lexa Gates

[Verse 1]
Ima eat this shorty up like an edible
That pussy incredible
Got no truffle butter
She don’t love her mother (No)
But she actin’ like I’m hers, suckin’ on my udder
She said, “Lexa I love you, baby”
Ion need another
You know that’s cap (Cap)
I might take you to New York
Maybe blow a stack
Then ima send you back (Back)
Cuz it ain’t like that (That)
Sorry if I led you on, but you still a snack
Chillin’ on the West Coast (Coast)
Got the trail mix (Mix)
Lemme roll a little pack
I don’t [?]
Y’all be on that hot shit (Yuh)
Keep your voice down (Down)
You know that I got that loud
I don’t need the sound (Sound)
(Bitch)

[Verse 2]
And it’s only up from here
All these problems disappear
Give it time and let it be
We a milli in the sea
And the waves will wash away
All the pain you felt today
(Oh, you can let it stay)
But how is that okay?
(What?)