These just my 2am thoughts when I can't really sleep and I don't know what to really write

But still got shit on the braain

So I gotta get it out

So this may not make sense to some

And may make alotta sense to others

Keep a slight flex flex

Bad and Said she bi cep

She like dick more more

nice yes

Make it pop like a clutch no rich paul pop

She like that ny drip that slick talk talk that

But that Gemini in me have her ticked off

There's a recipe for everything don't u get that mix wrong

Your tops cute the way you rocket yeah

But that gon have to lift off

Panties can follow uh huh

they gon have to get toss

Just me and you turn phones down

We gon have some miss calls

It's all love x o

Less words less clothes

My house my rules please respect my dress code

Lingerie I accept those

Body after body raising up like death tolls

Stepping out in my French robe like

2am Thoughts

Just my 2am thoughts

It's so late so early at the same damn time right

Something like a 6 9 right

I'll do you u do mine ok

I go harder

Go farther

She blue in the face like a carter yeah

Im a dicker like the kicker and i won't even charger

Til they set flame to the box I'm in/

Switch chicks whatever box I'm in

Leave her gasping no oxygen

No ties no strings

no vows like a consonant

No shorty know lots a men

I See her in all the spots I'm In

Saucier then a pasta pan ok

Damn mami lookin gooder then a mutha fucka

Got 2 kids Guess im a mutha fucka

Nobody gotta know when we under covers

Like we undercover

At 2am

2am Thoughts

Just my 2am thoughts

Body after body