Sugar (feat. Amaarae)
Bitch, I just hit the scene
All white on my body
I'm super clean
Sugar, daddy
Out here with the sheen
Soul glowing, molars frozen
The pimp in me just wanna
Take a ride, (on you on you), on you, (on you on you)
Baby I just wanna slide
(On you on you) on you
Yeah, I might have to get paid for this
Kinda feel like I was made for this
Kitty feel like I was made for it
I might have to say grace to this
Think about to be late for this
She knows I can't wait for this
Take the pic, but don't filter this
I might have to say grace to this
I might have to get high for this
Might have to swing by for this
She gone have me on righteous shit
Cut the dairy out the diet tips
Conversation while we vibe to this
Tell me what be on your mind to this
Open up when I'm inside to this
I was hoping we could ride to this
I was hoping we could-
I was hoping we could talk
I was hoping there was something
Realer than a momentary intercourse
I was hoping it was you
You might tell me that it's mine
I was hoping there was something deeper
That would keep me digging over time
Bitch, I just hit the scene
All white on my body
I'm super clean
Sugar, daddy
Out here with the sheen
Soul glowing, molars frozen
The pimp in me just wanna
Take a ride, (on you on you), on you, (on you on you)
Baby I just wanna slide
(On you on you), on you
Can't find no love like this
I poke, I need my fix
Sunday sip holy water
Then I baptise in sin
I hide my pride within the space
Beneath your torso
I drown my confidence and mix my weed and bourdieu
No trust the problems start
No breaks like bumper cars
We won't survive the crash
My hoodie my lighter back
You know that petty shit
Treat you like medicine
Till I'm like fuck this bitch
And she go fuck my mans
Persistent pussy pleaser
My posture Harry Pinero
Balance feel more Ciaga
My crown sit like the pharaoh
Oh that's your nigga now?
He won't be here by tomorrow
Time a relative that I don't see
Till I'm hollow. I cold play her
To yellow. You was more the
Othello, self serving your mellow
For likes. Pick a sedative right?
That's your energy wow
What's your jealously like
What's your enemies like?
All white on my body
I'm super clean
Sugar, daddy
Out here with the sheen
Soul glowing, molars frozen
The pimp in me just wanna
Take a ride, (on you on you), on you, (on you on you)
Baby I just wanna slide
(On you on you) on you
Yeah, I might have to get paid for this
Kinda feel like I was made for this
Kitty feel like I was made for it
I might have to say grace to this
Think about to be late for this
She knows I can't wait for this
Take the pic, but don't filter this
I might have to say grace to this
I might have to get high for this
Might have to swing by for this
She gone have me on righteous shit
Cut the dairy out the diet tips
Conversation while we vibe to this
Tell me what be on your mind to this
Open up when I'm inside to this
I was hoping we could ride to this
I was hoping we could-
I was hoping we could talk
I was hoping there was something
Realer than a momentary intercourse
I was hoping it was you
You might tell me that it's mine
I was hoping there was something deeper
That would keep me digging over time
Bitch, I just hit the scene
All white on my body
I'm super clean
Sugar, daddy
Out here with the sheen
Soul glowing, molars frozen
The pimp in me just wanna
Take a ride, (on you on you), on you, (on you on you)
Baby I just wanna slide
(On you on you), on you
Can't find no love like this
I poke, I need my fix
Sunday sip holy water
Then I baptise in sin
I hide my pride within the space
Beneath your torso
I drown my confidence and mix my weed and bourdieu
No trust the problems start
No breaks like bumper cars
We won't survive the crash
My hoodie my lighter back
You know that petty shit
Treat you like medicine
Till I'm like fuck this bitch
And she go fuck my mans
Persistent pussy pleaser
My posture Harry Pinero
Balance feel more Ciaga
My crown sit like the pharaoh
Oh that's your nigga now?
He won't be here by tomorrow
Time a relative that I don't see
Till I'm hollow. I cold play her
To yellow. You was more the
Othello, self serving your mellow
For likes. Pick a sedative right?
That's your energy wow
What's your jealously like
What's your enemies like?
Credits
Writer(s): Kwadwo Adu Genfi Amponsah, Cameron Lewis Palmer
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