******* Interlude(Prod. By Sean O'Connell, Harol
Dillinger n*gga
(Yeah)
1:50 something AM and Im thinking: should I call your phone?
But you texting mine, saying 'whats goin on?'
Now thats what I call perfect timing
I just left the lab, got four grams up up in this bag
Tryna seep out to smoke and smash
Dont be defensive or rather submissive
And you used to do gymnastics, imagine positions
We can try out, see if she tryna ride out
Im on your side of town with idle time, Im tryna find out
Ima follow through
I know you probably heard some stories, they aint all true
So disregard em
You answer the door no draws, breath smelling like alcohol
Feel like Im ditching class the way Im in between your walls Yes
If that was made we made a mess of it
Had the ***** screaming, think the ***** in distress and sh*t
All Im hearing is my first name
And oh my god you think I blessed the chick
I killed it and left the scene, I guess (this sex is a weapon sh*t)
I guess this sex is a weapon sh*t
Yeah so..
Watch these rap n *ggas get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundays is getting touched
Scooped in my ice cream truck, lets hit it up