Don't Be Afraid

A lot time passed but you know what it is still
Butterflies in your stomach when I hit still
Press down on your stomach when I hit still
My name light up your phone, it's a big deal
Big smile on your face like a kids meal
It all started when I gave you that dick real
Had your ass lookin like the women in Tip Drill

Ima call the Uber for the last time
I can treat you like a brand new bitch
Candles lit, two bottles of red wine, its bedtime
Tell me whatchu wanna do, I'll confess mine
Sinful in a mood, I'm an air sign
You just wanna ride dick, 'til the sun up
I just wanna wrap your throat in a necktie
I'm the best right?
Your last guy was cool but he ain't had the bed feeling like a wet slide
XL, I can send it to the west side
Have you here by 10 then you spread wide
Fold you up all bent with your legs tied
Ima jump in that pussy like a test dive
You can throw the wet sheets by the bedside
You know Ima do you better than the next guy
And the next guy
And the next guy

Baseline jumper
Wet, long range
I ain't know she was your girl til my dog came
Had the drop on the joint, saw my old flame
Fucked up now I'm mixing up both names
Shit, wet, long range
I ain't know she was your girl til my dog came
Had the drop on the joint, saw my old flame
Fucked up now I'm mixing up both names
Mixing up both names, yeah, baseline jumper
Yeah, I bet her pussy go insane
Love letters in her glovebox
I bet she never reads these things
Flower print on her Doc boots
She put something in the J, only God knew
Gotta throw up by the side view
Out the window like a cartoon
Baseline jumper, wet long range
I ain't know she was your girl til my dog came
Had the drop on the joint, saw my old flame
Fucked up now I'm mixing up both names
Fucked up now I'm mixing up both names
Fucked up now I'm mixing up both names



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Writer(s): Halembert Caicedo
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