She wants a ma**age, shoot her a message to see
I don't know why it's me she wants to hold
Hold on, shes taken like a parking spot
Two cars don't belong to that parking lot
That's a lotta drama I'm not ready for
See it all, panoramic, camera metaphor
Snapshots in my brain
I remember when we had attached names
Like the j is messed up, this joint is disjointed
Who is she
Well wouldn't you like to know
She's this chick, cloaked in what ifs
Like a magnet, she's pulled off then gravitating back
Still has a sweet spot, so pinata still wants stick
Says the word eventually like I gotta wait in line for that
I don't want to waste my time or rack my mind on that
Still drools over me, what the f**
Shoot her texts, spread on the blue blood
Run circles around her quick, lap it up
Tossing her something to sip, lap it up
I'll just give her a place to sit, lap it up
So soaked, does she have fins, lap it up
Polish and then spin, yes girl, lap it up
Feeling sinking in as I'm sinking in
I should've hit the pause bu*ton before it began
Old habits, they die hard mother f**er
Yippee ki yay, all day, walk through walls
Son of Kanye, just chillin on mars like all day
Get on all fours and come and find me
Finally