Late Checkout (feat. Hunxho)

(Back in your arms) It ain't nothin' like the first day I put my lips on you It ain't nothin' like the first date you let me kiss on you Missionary is gettin' scary when I lick on you (holding you) Strict the first night 'cause I tried to put the dick on you (feels so close) Yeah ('cause I'm back in your arms, your arms tonight) You ain't gotta worry 'bout me off the sex pills Only honey I need is for the tea She told me laser hurts, she'd rather go with V Off the liquor, it's a high chance she ski Vegetarian, she mix my stir-fry with the leaf But she eat beef, I'm tryna order her MrBeast (ooh) Sex don't feel the same when you in love Sex don't feel the same leavin' the club Arguin' back and forth, you know I hate this shit (ooh) I hate you got some friends ain't in relationships They pretend to be your friend, but that's a basic bitch No passport, she don't know what a vacation is Independent, she know what dedication is Clive Christian (ooh), you can smell from my scent I'm him My feelings, you can tell from my soul it's real (ooh) You can tell from my soul, you can tell from my soul I'm real (ooh) I told her she worth that money, we could go to Abu Dhabi Tryna extend her late checkout, she gotta check out at the lobby You run in with a bird brain, you gotta turn her to a thotty If I don't nut twice on the first night, I don't count her as a body Sex don't feel the same when you in love Yeah, we do whatever that she think of Like every time we link up with Cubans on the link, though I can't believe I found love, I was hard-bodied My heart cold, I need a mink coat Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way I might be holding you Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way A way, I might be holding you Back in your arms Oh, Lord, why it feel like I already know her? Why it feel like she been 'round before I blowed up? And I don't fuck with niggas at all So it's like every time you roll up, the only time I show love And we don't do Pink, she go CC I brought her home, now she bondin' with my titi Been on the road, I booked the flight just to see me She fuck soon as she see me, girl, wanna watch TV? Nah-nah-nah-nah And that's my baby, but don't like your friend, they talk just like Reddit He don't need boogers in your watch, bought you baguette If I had problems when I'm with you, I forgave you See, blessings, I don't need them other bitches, I need your sex I go on tour, come back the same, I don't have no sex I be hard to believe I had too many bitches, I'd be dumb I let you leave, uh We do whatever that she think of Like every time we link up with Cubans on the link, though (ooh) I can't believe I found love, I was hard-bodied My heart cold, I need a mink coat Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way I might be holding you Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way I might be holding for you Back in your arms So, huh Uh, uh-uh Huh, hmm