Late Checkout (feat. Hunxho)

(Back in your arms) It ain't nothin' (I tried to hard) like the first day I put my lips on you
(To find) it ain't nothin' like the first date you let me kiss on you (a way I might)
Missionary is gettin' scary when I lick on you (holding you)
Strict the first night (back in your arms) 'cause I tried to put the dick on you (feels so close)
Yeah
'Cause am back in your arms, your arms to night

You ain't gotta worry 'bout me off the sex pills
Only honey I need is for the tea
She told me laser hurts, she'd rather go with V
Off the liquor, it's a high chance she ski
Vegetarian, she mix my stir fry with the leaf
But she eat beef, I'm tryna order her MrBeast (uh-uh)

Sex don't feel the same when you in love
Sex don't feel the same leavin' the club
Arguin' back and forth, you know I hate this shit (uh-uh)
I hate you got some friends ain't in relationships
They pretend to be your friend, but that's a basic bitch
No passport, she don't know what a vacation is
Independent, she know what dedication is

Clive Christian (uh-uh), you can smell from my scent I'm him
My feelings, you can tell from my soul it's real (uh-uh)
You can tell from my soul, you can tell from my soul I'm real (uh-uh)
I told her she worth that money, we could go to Abu Dhabi
Tryna extend her late checkout, she gotta check out at the lobby
You run in with a bird brain, you gotta turn her to a thotty
If I don't nut twice on the first night, I don't count her as a body
Sex don't feel the same when you in love

Yeah, we do whatever that she think of
Like every time we link up with Cubans on the link, though
I can't believe I found love, I was hard-bodied
My heart cold, I need a mink coat

Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way
I might (yeah) holding you
Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way
A way I might (yeah) holding you
Back in your arms

Oh, Lord, why it feel like I already know her?
Why it feel like she been 'round before I blowed up?
She knows I don't fuck with niggas at all
So it's like every time you roll up the only time I show love
And we don't do Pink, she go CC
I brought her home, now she bondin' with my titi
Been on the road, I booked the flight just to see me
She fuck soon as she see me, girl, wanna watch TV? Nah-nah-nah-nah

And that's my baby, but don't like your friend, they talk just like Reddit
He don't need boogers in your watch, bought you baguette
If I had problems when I'm with you, I forgave you
See, blessings, I don't need them other bitches, I need your sex
I go on tour, come back the same, I don't have no sex
I be hard to believe
I had too many bitches, I'd be dumb I let you leave, uh

We do whatever that she think of
Like every time we link up with Cubans on the link, though (uh-uh)
I can't believe I found love, I was hard-bodied
My heart cold, I need a mink coat

Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way
I might (yeah) holding you
Back in your arms, I tried too hard to find a way
I might (yeah) holding for you
Back in your arms

So, huh (back in your arms)
Uh, uh-uh
Huh, hmm



Credits
Writer(s): Durk Banks, Lily Kaplan, Maxwell Yeager, Tavoris Javon Hollins Jr.
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