HIDEAWAY

VVEST the name but not like protection it's more like direction
I never wanted the fame but that's just the product of sharing your blessing and shit
Niggas will claim that they got it but ask me to spot it
And I'm not the one even flexing the shit
I know a girl that is prude when she with you but with me it's back to back sexting
Legs open wide like she stretching
Booty so big from the side it look pregnant
Pussy so tight it's a weapon
She call me daddy I leave her expecting
Money is always expected
As soon as it first hit my mind there was no second guessing
I am a genius I might just take all my girlfriends to Neiman's
At the same time cause I can afford it
And they all gorgeous all in agreement
I switch up my whips like the weather and seasons
Like multiple courses I'm eating
Don't go to the court with no defense
Don't judge me when you got your demons

I'm making tidal waves
Got weapons formed against me gotta keep it by the waist
I grab lil bebe by the waist
Tell me where you wanna go
We don't even gotta wait
We can hideaway
Hideaway hideaway hideaway
My shawty fly you gotta fly her outta state yeah
Hideaway hideaway hideaway
It's private flights to paradise expenses paid

I take a pair of dimes to paradise
Risk it all with a pair of dice
Parasailing private islands
Shawty wilin scared of heights
But she never scared of heights
Poppin up to paparazzi camera lights
Calamari and candle lights
She know with me she invincible
She know with me she a Viltrumite
She know with me she be feeling right
That's why she hit up the boy when she wanna relax
If love is a drug she addicted to being dicked down
She come through when she wanna relapse
Life is a movie I'm sticking to scripts
And my day one's still day one's I'll never recast
Shawty a beauty if she wanna dip then we dip like a nigga Freak Nasty

I'm making tidal waves
Got weapons formed against me gotta keep it by the waist
I grab lil bebe by the waist
Tell me where you wanna go
We don't even gotta wait
We can hideaway
Hideaway hideaway hideaway
My shawty fly you gotta fly her outta state yeah
Hideaway hideaway hideaway
It's private flights to paradise expenses paid



Credits
Writer(s): Wechsler Tarte
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