In My Room (BennY RevivaL Remix) Frank Ocean (Ft. BennY RevivaL)

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
No sleeper seats, that's a mattress
No sleeper seats, that's a mattress
You ain't stingy, split your tablets (With me)
You won't flinch when camera's flashing, flashing
Not fake laid back, no, it's natural
And I think you made for the life I lead
I'm not fake patient, I don't fake sick, huh
That kinda coffin don't need lean
Rest in peace
Got this lust for life in me, yeah
Horny for the game, uh
First they kiss, then they bite soft, uh
Then that bitch wanna play it off, huh
Fuck it, I'm pretty still in a pit of snakes
While serpents shake some brand-new scales
I need a new face, I'm tired of these weirdos acting familiar
Took all the rock and turned it to pop, he think that he Elvis
And he ungrateful, they don't say thank you
They don't say grace, not even for meals, not even for millions
Fuck it, I'm pretty still, look at my deal
Richard Mille, look at my ears, flooded with diamonds
Look at my skills, running through blocks like 49ers
Forty-nine diamonds, stuffed in my bracelet
That cost a whop, that cost a whopper
And it ain't new, I had a knot at John Ehret in my locker
Pretty still, it ain't no pretty pill, it's either real or real
Real easy on the eyes, green like a soccer field
Skin hot when they tried me, like them poppers feel
Hands shaking, norepinephrine levels skyrocket, fuel, rocket