Health Food

I suppose

Think I'm with you every day

Always talking shit like I should know

Still tryin' to bag if that's okay

I suppose

I want you to myself

Your peach give me good health

I need you, need you, need you

Bad batch, I'll bite the belt

PCP on my shelf

Might be bad for my health

I need you, need you, need you

Can't seem to get away

Even if you run track and you faster than me

I be in the back like (Ooh)

Tell me what it's gonna be

You should take a break

See my love out late

Working for you

Talkin' seven every nights

Clockin' nine-to-fives

Tell me what it feel like, feel like, feel like

I can make it feel good, feel good, yeah

Tell me what I gotta say

Tell me who I gotta be

She cooked me salmon with the rice

She wanna fuck me, she so nice

Still tryna bag, it's okay

Okay

It's okay

I suppose

You think I moved to Alabama

That or your heart got cold like icicles

You try to play me like the pianos

Piano

I suppose

I want you to myself

Your peach give me good health

I need you, need you, need you

Bad batch, I'll bite the belt

PCP on my shelf

My pump when I inhale

I breathe you, breathe you, breathe you

I want you bad, need you, want you

What's there left to say?

I need you bad, what can I do?

Nothing left to say (Ay)

Ay

I want you bad, need you, want you

What's there left to say?

I need you bad, what can I do?

Nothing left to say (Ay)

Ay

But I gotta go now

Like, ooh

Wanna stay with you

There's so much to do

But I gotta go now

But I gotta go now