NO FEELINGS

On the low, on the real
I don't know, never known
Don't wanna know, just wanna live

Wanna pour a lil liquor, grind real slow
Tell her baby don't rush it (Don't rush it)
And I got some addictions, time move fast
Slow it down with the potion (with the potion)
You say got niggas, I say I got bitches
We both on some hoe shit (yeah you know this!)
And shawty put that K in her nose
Ride the D, she a jockey with my horsey (Don't stop it)
The blow got you yapping too much
Put my dick in your mouth while you talking (shut up)
And I don't really know shit for real
But they know who we are when we walk in (when we walk)
And baby imma put you on all fours
Make it rain, then go put you in a foreign (skrrrr)
You say you bout that action, w hy don't you start clapping
Go and superstar it, go and drop it

Met the type of black queen ass is seen from the front
And she might be vaccine for my sickest of thoughts
I said, 'I can show you things that you ain't seen before'
She said, 'I can eat it all and you won't see it no more'
I met her brain and her soul, I need to meet her throat
Yeah she smell like perfume and I smell like the booze
But dawg I always shoot my shot 'cus I got nothing to lose
And I ain't scared of no rejection, I got nothing to prove
And If you sleeping on me, another shawty would do
Snooze, bad for you, SZA cut up the deuce
Snooze, bad news, bad news come in two's
I drop one bad bitch, got another to choose
And yeah I'm cozy in the tinted, cuddling in the coupe
I give her cunnilingus, make her cum when I do
She blew my top off with top, highway drop the roof
And baby Let's go to the hills I need to show yo some views (6ix)

Ooh, Ooh, Yeah (Ooh)
Mask off no feelings
Mask off no dealin' (Yeah)
Dust off, no feelings (Ooh)

Met the type of white girl who can handle her own
She been through some hard shit, but she figured it out
She said, 'I can take you places you ain't been before'
I said, 'It's a lotta places that I been before, are you sure?'
She ain't even give no warnings
Black tears looking like we shooting a porno
Bouncing on the dick like she the basketball
And I'm Lebron, yammin' that three from corner
I said, 'I ain't ever been the type to cuff a freak girl,'
'But you the type of girl that I would change my plans for'
I lied bro, always had a thing for hoes
I had a fat ass bitch cookin' grits this morning
I was throwing ones on her like the night before
Got a stack of NDAs in the dressing drawer
So she won't ever know about it
I'm a non-disclosure living, contradiction
Masking up the feelings



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Writer(s): Leroy Twaibu
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