The Smell of Her Perfume

I don't know what you been on
But lately I can't get you out my head
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed
I know I got it good right now
But I still wish it was you with me instead
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed

I tell you better duck for the uppercut
Hear em talk but they ain't really saying much
Talk about a grind but you ain't making much
I told your booboo she was beautiful; it made her blush
Now she in my DM tryna get a nut
But I ain't tryna fuck cuz I can tell she playing games and such
I ain't no pawn Sikk is major son
Leave a rook shook without a doubt; it's just the way I run

Money make her come
Lay it on the table just to watch her pick it up
And drop it back down
Turn around
Take it for all the crown
Amounts in accounts
Like a fountain I've found

Bitch you too lukewarm
What are you about
I got motors in my mouth
Spitting motives like a spout

Fuck around get clout
Such is the way of the world we in now

This is how we move around
Like what's all up in her blouse
She a real brick house

Let it all hang out
Ass sets got her flexing on the dick
I'm so proud
Bounce that ass
You go girl
Rock to the rythem how you want
It's your world
Let it all unfurl
More nuts in her mouth than a tree or a squirrel

I don't know what you been on
But lately I can't get you out my head
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed
I know I got it good right now
But I still wish it was you with me instead
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed

Swag on a hunned fifty seven
I don't really give a fuck
I put that pussy up to heaven

I won't ever reach a dead end
I got more than lots of headroom
What the heck you tryna get into huh

Chuck you out the window
Mace Windew
I got more alike than a friend do
Butchy put a bitch up in a kennel
Feeling like Keanu when I enter
She gone shake it so ferocious
She about to bust a Sinew
Open up her friend to eat it like a menu
They got innuendos just to buss it like a venue
Met her
Let her do her thing
So I didn't even ask
I don't never intervene

Passing spliffs of the gas
Passive shit won't last
Smash your chick than I dash
With the shits like a crap

Claiming cap but idk about that
Tootsie pop it for the papa when she wanna
That's that's

Ain't another swag like this one
Middle finger up like what's up
In the cut
Going buck

Wild

You ain't really got it like that my child

I pick the pencil up
You pay the severance

Kick up my feet like a legend
When I die I want my essence spreading elegance forever

Bitch

I don't know what you been on
But lately I can't get you out my head
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed
I know I got it good right now
But I still wish it was you with me instead
I know I'm trippin' now
But I still smell your perfume in my bed



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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