Belt Pkwy

I'm rolling through Queens like I play for the Mets
I push a Camry like a motherfuckin Lex
Puffing through the lanes, it's a blunt, it's a jet
You know what set me off, all your emojis and text

Bae you talking good sex, but just wait till I flex
Having flashbacks when you creamed on the dick
Call it Wutang, call it cum, call it leche
I need the putang, till I'm numb, till I'm drenched
Lemme send this text

Yeah
And a smooth night feels like
Yeah
And a smooth night feels like
Yeah
And a smooth night

I'm cruising here
Cruising here
Cruising here
Cruising

I'm the hitman superstar call me Bret
Sharpshooter flow, twist them legs like a pretz
The last time I smash left that ass in a mess
Our gymnastics made your clit touch your breast

The noise in my ear when I tear left me deaf
The stare in your eyes when I squeeze out your neck
Then I hit it from the back, super deep, super wet
Yo I still have dreams of that night can't forget
Did you get my text?

Yeah
And a smooth night feels like
Yeah
And a smooth night feels like
Yeah
And a smooth night

I'm cruising here
Cruising here
Cruising here
Cruising

Hey Bernie hmm... it's me
It's kinda late. You know
I don't know what is going on but
I just
I just think it's a little too late for you to be coming over here anymore
I don't know, let me know what's up with your schedule
Maybe we can hang out?



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Writer(s): Viva La Burns
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