[Intro: Childish Gambino]
Uh (Uh)
[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
Someone made a mess in my account (Someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (Yes, yes)
Bode, Bentley addict, I go manic (Oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who talkin' all that trash (You the one who talkin' all that trash)
Forty-five, I'll twenty-eight that ass (Ooh)
You can set the snow on fire (Yeah, ooh)
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "Aight" ("Aight")
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (No)
"This better not be no molly"
She just laughed and closed the door
Dark chocolate, sea salt
I took a bite (Uh, uh)
She said, "We gon' have a special night" (Ooh, ayy)
I said, "Who you telling, girl? I know that"
Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back (Ooh, yeah)
Girl, I see your (Shadow move)
Ooh, you're so divine (Yes, you are)
And them panties came off (Ooh, yes they did)
I'ma give you some privacy (Uh)
Pictures with your stepsisters (Hmm)
N. K. Jemisin with you, uh
Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks
Then I turned to a dirty look, uh (Meow)
Ayy, why your cat lookin' at me sideways?
"Sing to her"
I said, "Nah, I'll put on the radio though"
Uh (Uh)
[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
Someone made a mess in my account (Someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (Yes, yes)
Bode, Bentley addict, I go manic (Oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'm gon' make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who talkin' all that trash (You the one who talkin' all that trash)
Forty-five, I'll twenty-eight that ass (Ooh)
You can set the snow on fire (Yeah, ooh)
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I'ma be right back"
I'm like, "Aight" ("Aight")
"Ayy, I don't know what psilocybin is" (No)
"This better not be no molly"
She just laughed and closed the door
Dark chocolate, sea salt
I took a bite (Uh, uh)
She said, "We gon' have a special night" (Ooh, ayy)
I said, "Who you telling, girl? I know that"
Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back (Ooh, yeah)
Girl, I see your (Shadow move)
Ooh, you're so divine (Yes, you are)
And them panties came off (Ooh, yes they did)
I'ma give you some privacy (Uh)
Pictures with your stepsisters (Hmm)
N. K. Jemisin with you, uh
Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks
Then I turned to a dirty look, uh (Meow)
Ayy, why your cat lookin' at me sideways?
"Sing to her"
I said, "Nah, I'll put on the radio though"
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