She be on call

She be on call Wanting encore Burning inside Deep in her core x4 Deep in her core expanding Typa feeling so tentalizing Never realizing On how u feel The smoke is clear All is gone But feels so real Ay But we brand it Compressing all the feelin With the gain turned up With no permit They be so into curls Like bitch permit Even if the perm lasting longer than the 2 A few good months Carrying me thro Ay She be sweet like a poison tiramisu Late night thoughts taking a detour My late night thoughts taking a detour She be on call Wanting encore Burning inside Deep in her core x4 Yeah She be feelin like a queen bee In her tight jean While im lookin how to pollinate Yk Plant seeds Ayo my lyrics getting obscene (crazy) But still enough to get u in feels (yeah) make deals then we seal im healed So its all going uphill Part of me Feels unfulfilled A real dichotomy Of my psychy How rn isnt the same I still feel the fucking pain but i turn it into fuel internally (go back to the normal shit) Candle light turnin bright Cant deny love the vibe She the type that bites Im the type that enjoys A get together With ur playboy Would be a memory u hold forever (forever?) To fill that void Picture it With no polaroid Depicture How it felt like an asteroid (ay)