FADEAWAY

Pour up that Rumchata How 'bout we spark it up? I'mma roll up a blunt Coconut oil massage Let's make love, baby (ok) Come cuddle up I know what you want I'm posted up (posted up) Suppose you're up (suppose you're up) Don't fadeaway (don't fadeaway) I know what you want (I know what you want) Don't be afraid (don't be afraid) Girl, if I'm blunt (girl, if I'm blunt) Get in my rotation (get in my ro) You're what I want (what I want) Thinkin Bout You (thinkin bout you) Don't mean to be Frank (don't mean to be Frank) I'm mad about you (mad about you) My bean it bangs (my bean it bangs) For all the days (for all the days) I thought about you (I thought about you) (You my boo, you) F*ck a little jawn, I'm posted up Got in my bag, now I'm ghosting her Don't f*ck around, I'm not most of 'em But you can't help but cuddle up Now we're runnin' routes Huddle up Grabbing your titties, going down Eating your kitty, so profound Now I just sit here, eyes all down Now I miss you like all the time I'm out my mind (out my mind) Don't push me (don't push me) Close to landmines (close to the what?) Gonna blow, ok They gon' blow (they go boom) They go boom (they gon' blow) Prone to explode Yeah I'm posted up (posted up) Suppose you're up (suppose you're up) Don't fadeaway (don't fadeaway) I know what you want, girl (I know what you want) Don't be afraid (don't be afraid) Girl, if I'm blunt (girl, if I'm blunt) I'll roll you up (get in my ro) Pass me the flame (you're what I want) (Like Travis Scott) (Killed that shit in like one minute) (Going up)