6AM Thoughts (with Cash Cobain & Bay Swag)

Perfect
Put eh frame pon eh wall cah yuh worth it
Chat to yuh like mi therapist
'42, pour eh up, kinda nervous (mmm)
Nah lie, type a body haffi worship
Put di worl' pon mi back, yuh deserve it
When yuh out with yuh friends, I be lurkin'
'Memba times in the past, used to curve mi
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube), gyal tell mi weh yuh-

I need it, I'm fiendin', this lil' - is a demon (tss)
I want it, I need it, - so good, therapeutic
If she got her - together, you know I'ma breed it
She don't got her - together, you know she gon' keep it
Moral of the story, you never could dump in a treesh -
Every time she tell me she love me, I never believe it
At a point, my heart so cold, anemic
At a point, my heart so cold, it be freezin'

She the type to wipe your nose like she sneezin'
She the type to write your phone, blow it up, be fiendin'
I'm the type to watch her call, act like I ain't see it
Like she the type of - that act like she ain't treeshin'
Finsta postin', but I'm really creepin'
We can make a vid and you could leak it
She be likin' when I spread her legs open in that Range Rover and I eat it
And you know that - be the best, you call me Michael Jack', the way I beat it

Yeah, for sure -
Know I like when you suck, when you slurp it
Way yah whine pon the -, you're so perfect
- So good, make a - nervous
I like when you cum and get to squirtin'
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me, I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my Birkin

This b- is a demon, she get horny for no reason (whoa)
She eatin' it up while I'm on the way to a meetin' (right)
- Power just like me, I need it (power)
If she got her - together, I still ain't gon' breed it (tss)
I'm goin' to work in her mouth like I'm a dentist (tss)
Hit an opp with a backhand, ain't no flaws in my tennis (tss)
The shorty a creep, she just wanna know my fetish (tss)
And every time I splash in her, I regret it (I do)

You got control on me, baby girl, I'm fiendin' (I am)
I'm the type to hit your phone, act like I don't need it
She the type to slime you out, - undefeated (slime)
I'm the type, she wildin' out, tell a - to beat it (whoa, beat it)
You takin' Boomerangs at dinner (whoa)
Put my chain on you on my Finsta
They ain't doin' well, they be takin' Ls, - with me, baby, I'm a winner
I'ma beat it up 'til the sun comin' up, tryna fall asleep in her

Yeah, for sure -
Know I like when you suck, when you slurp it
When you whine pon the -, you so perfect
- So good that it made me nervous
I like when you cum and get to squirtin'
I like just to come and put that work in
You know me, I put my thumb in it on purpose
Pop a yidda and it get me in my Birkin (whoa)

Perfect
Put eh frame pon eh wall cah yuh worth it
Chat to yuh like mi therapist
'42, poor eh up, kinda nervous
Nah lie, type a body haffi worship
Put di worl' pon mi back, yuh deserve it
When yuh out with yuh friends, I be lurkin'
'Memba times in the past, used to curve mi



Credits
Writer(s): Navraj Goraya, Cashmere Lavon Small, Lloyd Mckenzie Jr., Jalen Rodney
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