Section Lit
Look this my nigga now
Oh wow already?
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea I guess
I'm in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Guess I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
I dance with demons
On god you never seen them
On god this the fourth bottle
On god I done fucked on a model
In the back doing lines with the white girls
This not inspiration
This just how we play
When we wake tomorrow can you remind me of your name
Serotonin going crazy when she swallow
We might be compatible
Tell me what's your sign
I, think that she in love with flashing lights
We, not here for too long don't waste my time
It's almost there
I guess, I guess
I guess, yea I guess
I'm in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Guess I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
Who need love
I overflowed the sauce on her she let it spill
Don't make me
(Don't make me wild out, wild out)
She got a boyfriend
How the hell I'm just now finding out
I'm finna
Still hit
You said it belonged to me when I was deep inside
I guess, I guess
I guess
Yea I guess
Im in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Yea
Oh wow already?
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea I guess
I'm in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Guess I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
I dance with demons
On god you never seen them
On god this the fourth bottle
On god I done fucked on a model
In the back doing lines with the white girls
This not inspiration
This just how we play
When we wake tomorrow can you remind me of your name
Serotonin going crazy when she swallow
We might be compatible
Tell me what's your sign
I, think that she in love with flashing lights
We, not here for too long don't waste my time
It's almost there
I guess, I guess
I guess, yea I guess
I'm in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Guess I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess, I'm in love with sex yea yea yea
I guess
Who need love
I overflowed the sauce on her she let it spill
Don't make me
(Don't make me wild out, wild out)
She got a boyfriend
How the hell I'm just now finding out
I'm finna
Still hit
You said it belonged to me when I was deep inside
I guess, I guess
I guess
Yea I guess
Im in love with sex
I just got a text
Left that bitch on read
Yea
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Writer(s): Pryce Watkins
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