It's been such a long winter
And I've had you on my mind for a while
Baby, Spring is upon us
God Damn, I've been waiting for a minute just for the sun to rise
Put a little green up in my pipe
I just need someone to light me up while I'm rising up
Feeling like Tyson winding up
Need a Viking cup, lightning touch on any motherf*cking thing I'm writing up
F*ck the snow, man, not the coke man
Anything you can get on the low man
Call up my girl, get with the program
We don't make love, all we do is make slow jams
At the park after dark, we can hold hands
Anything that you want, you are golden
F*cking with a nigga, came up on the low end
Chilling in a villa, eyes low, sipping potion
Proceed with your introductories
If you f*ck with me, put your hands up
Palm trees and cabanas
Country grammar bumping while I'm pouring fanta
Some folks ain't got no manners
My clique can manage
Some of us speak Spanish, some toting hammers
Why don't they understand us?
Now do you want to be my baby tonight?
We can pour champagne, do the damn thing
Moonwalk in the moonlight if the mood is just right
I thought you might want to f*ck with a nigga just like me
Flow colder than sorbet ice cream
Blow trees, we don't need no visine, uh-huh
I'm beginning to open my whole life
I just want you to see what's inside
F*ck that, where the love at?
Imma ride deep to the cracks in my hubcap
I'm above rap, but I'm low to the earth like a rugrat
If you're seeking a demon, then I'm the reason you can run back
To the church and the girl in the sun hat
And they gon sing them songs
Like all day long
I ain't tripping, get your weekend on
Oh lord, oh my goodness gracious
Your flavor might be my favorite taste I can play with
Shades when the rays hit
Spent a couple weeks down in the basement
Cooking up that boom boom bam for your heavy rotation
Now took me a few years to get my mind right
I just wanna spend my whole life in the limelight
Good company right by my side
Blazing that la la, hand on your thighs
F*ck it up buttercup
Imma run it up til the summers up, chillin' in the cut
Til the flowers bloom
Got drink in a cup, got purp in a blunt
Been working enough
So give me a reason to leave when it's cold
But even without you, my flame will still glow