5555 (feat. Adrï)

5555

Five fifty fifty five
My freaky freaky vibe
Really might make you vibrate
Spinning my plate
When them hips gyrate
Need a bite and a scoop, handful, and a taste
Spirit get heavy
But my Earhart race
Moment real potent
So I say why wait
In a different mind state
You let go, I find it
She's the vice I chase
Fluent body language, what her eyesight say
Give the kid cudi, could he night and day
Are you down for this Christian grey
You could have it in your hand, you gon miss thang
And that leg gon stank
She ain't even worried bout the bank
Vibe real dreamy, air bending like aang
She laughing, and I moving her aside her bangs
Let me see them thangs
Get it lost in it babe

I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I get lost in you
In you
In you

Are you woke no Folgers
Got this kundalini, and a back like a cobra
Need em real thick, real talented like Doja
Fuck me with role up my Doja
Lady, a freak and a soldier
Really tryna live by a coda
Real solid, pinky toe up to my shoulder
All her friends, and lovers they was born in October
So of course I can come over
Real strong, real present
She just wanna real feel sumn, so I hold her down
She be getting all excited, tryna wiggle round
Gentle touch is a rush, and she trickle down
Face painting, you belong in the MOMA
We're just in, the moment
If I make it hurt do I own it
Buss that ass, do my heart buss open

I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I
Get lost in you
Get lost in you
I get lost in you
In you
In you



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Rice
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