Courtesy of the Goodfellas - Amber Alerts Lyrics

K.G.:

Uh, aye Lefty I swear this shit crazy

Uh yeah, yeah

Feel like that moth to the flame that was burned by the fire

We a match made in heaven like when dealer meet supplier

I'm trying to clear the air like humidifiers

Survivor like you destiny's kids

I came cooler than a brew out the fridge

Don't know whatever kind of mood I was in

You like Hibachi?

I do the noodles while we sip the saki

Need a ghetto queen with me like when Pam Grier was Foxy

Hold the rocket, make deposits on the surface might be chill but she the wildest

Closest they ever been to planes was Honda pilots

Cnd I just hit the runway like its something you designing

She too thick I get behind it

I'm going off like alerts on your phone just a reminder

Lefty Van Lowe:

Now hold up

My shorty send em direct and I accept

Sure I gotta sec, minutes, hours

I'm down to devour but I'm never pressed

Nonetheless I'm invested

Cs she undressing out the sundress, and

Now my belt that's a double G

Ready to unbuckle

We at the Double Tree, 203, had to get the suite

Rosie P ice round her areola, double D

Lusty me told me bend her over by the balcony

F*ck who see

We can make a movie, shit two or three

True indeed

Now she looking back like "what you do to me?"

Conversing with her body fluently

Told me she don't fool wit me, she through wit me

Yeah aight

She caught the feeling so I caught the flight

Indecisive type, hate me in the morn but love at night

I'm more the lover type, I'm not a fighter

She assumed that I would drown but I'm a diver and my stroke proper

Tried to knock me off my feet but I'm ten toes

Down in this bitch stay clean polo penny loafs

Damn why you block me what you mean I got plenty, what?

Oh so and so, you know how that story go

I ain't never lied you can put me on the Maury show

Let the Henny flow now we back inside our comfort zone

Yeah, and this shit just goes on and on

It just goes on and on, word

I like that