[Verse 1: Smino] Damn (What?) Busy girls love bein' tied up, hmm-hmm (Duh) She say she ain't afraid of monsters (Hmm) We just smoke the exotic and get x-rated, baby Okay, Ari (Baby) Are we recordin'? (Ari) Are we gon' sit here and stare at each other Or get into somethin' important (See) Are we gon' fuck the whole summer away I give you heatstrokes in the foreign Ari can play the Aretha and blow all our smoke to the Lordy Okay, hold on shorty I been smoking purple like Celie Ain't shit on TV (Fuck is you doin'?) Damn I hate TV (Fuck is you doin'?) Come through and see me, board like a Ouija I need your spirit, hands on the wood 'til we near it Missin' your lake, got me Erie Early the mornin', she drippin' she Keurig I been thinkin' a lil' bit I been worried 'bout you Girl what got you tweakin' Tell me the truth, tell me truth See, baby I just wanna know, I gotta know, where you been?
[Chorus: Ari Lennox] I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh All to forget about you I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh All to forget about you
[Verse 2: Ari Lennox] And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, I try But I'm havin' the worst luck on Tinder Ooh, why'd you have to be a big pretender I try, and I try, and I try, I try, I try To give you somethin' good, 'cause I know you would Give it to me, too
[Chorus: Ari Lennox] I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh All to forget about you Said I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh All to forget about you
[Verse 3: Ari Lennox] But you lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie Oh, it's the 47th time that I've changed my number Should call you Mannie Fresh 'cause you's the number one stunna You lie, you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie I gave you somethin' good, 'cause I know you would Give it to me, too
[Bridge: Ari Lennox] Don't date these niggas 'til you're 43 A heartbreak gonna creep on after me I try to cover up what I feel inside You hurt me so deep and I...
[Outro: Ari Lennox] You know, life is too short to be blockin' your blessings like that To be blockin' potential blessings, like Yeah, you may never get married again, you may never find the love of your life again But, hey, that's life And please don't be in a situation where that person's tearing you down mentally, emotionally, physically We've heard it a million times, I think emotional abuse is way worse than physical, sometimes 'Cause that just fucks up your whole mind You could develop whole disorders like that—whole disorders You guys, tell me why this old nigga from my past hit me up Talkin' bout some, "Is your name Courtney? Did you go to Poplar Tree, in the first, second, and third grade And you had like a light-skin sister? And you, um, you had a crush on me?" I was like, "Yeah, that sounds like me" But my thing is, like, nigga, like you feelin' yourself You're feelin' yourself a little too hard, talkin' 'bout, "You had a crush on me" Nigga, yes, at like, fucking seven Relax, relaxTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
