I just wanna make up and f*ck all night to frank ocean
Don't look at me with those eyes
Nigga you know that's the potion
Brown skin, brown boy
It's yours
Brown liquor, black sheets
I'm yours
Take me to the moon
Take me home with you
I love it when you hold me tight in my sleep
To good to be true type dreams
I could live in all these moments
Let's browse your mind
Am I on it
Aren't we terrified
Baby start a fire
Don't give me that face
I'm tired
We don't talk nowadays
Unless you're listening to me right now
I don't wanna hear your name
Can we go another round