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Now I know the only compass that I need

Oh is the one, that leads back to you

Now I know the only compass that I need

Is the one, that leads back to you She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs

She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi

But that's neither here nor there

She been contemplating short hair

She said she tryna be different

But she just like the rest of these bitches

But that's neither here nor there

And my dick is her chair

It be sexual warfare, I be loaded like software

Got so many hoes, I'm ho'in, but she the only one worth knowin'

And yeah I do my dirt, but that's for the flowers to grow in

I ain't trippin', but she be trippin'

They ain't got *** on me, but she keep sniffin'

Look girl, just gimmie that brain, and I'll return the favor

Them hoes say I'mma dog, but how come I don't chase 'em

I lick her with no chaser, I pick her out a line up

I just wanted some time, she say "okay I'm ya honor"

But she been wantin' to break up, since dolce and gabbana

All that ass I just be like come sit yo groceries on my counter

I drink tea, she drink wine, call it tijuana

I dyin' to meet a girl, but she want me to meet her momma

Swear I may go Issey Miyake, Bond no. 9

The weed in funky, but I'm smelling fine

Tunechi. [Chorus] I got that *** in my system

Somebody gon' be my victim

Eh, so where you at wit it

'Cause I can't do it by myself, I need an assistant

I got that good good, that get right

That early morning, that midnight

I beat it up, like a fist fight

One, two, three, four, five, six nights

That dick all in yo' windpipe

Some of her friends I dislike

Some of yo friends, they alright

Sometimes I think y'all all dykes

But *** all that, I'm on one

Don't wanna be with the wrong one

That cold head, that warm tongue

My third leg run marathons

I feel you like I'm blind girl

Can't you see, it's meant to be

So come to me, then come for me

My game cold, one degree

I'm rollin' with two bad bitches cuz misery loves company

One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee

I miss you in the worst way, ride that dick no speed bumps

No redlights, no stop lights, just get to Lil' Tunechi [Chorus] Should I call somebody else?

'Cause girl it's almost twelve, and this dick won't suck itself

Girl you know it need some help, it'll make a nigga's day

If you said you on your way, yeah

Should I call somebody else?

'Cause girl it's almost twelve, and this dick won't suck itself

Girl you know it need some help, it make a nigga's day

I just hope you know the way

And she said [Chorus]