[Chorus]
And I hold you tight and smell the menthol
The neighbors called the cops, it’s not really a joke
And I don’t know you, but I feel good with you
Ooh, but I feel good with you
[Verse 1]
Balenciaga — fuck that, pussy cat lover club
I make love to you like it’s a makelove
We’re smoking by the window and there’s a fire between us
I radiate light like I’ve eaten a disco ball
And we’re hanging out so much that the neighbors are in tears, but
They’re out of luck, because the cop is my fan
And we’re hanging out so much that the producers are in tears, but
Fuck the drugs, we’ll blow up the charts
[Chorus]
(And I smell the menthol... The neighbors)
And I hold you tight and smell the menthol
The neighbors called the cops, it’s not really a joke
And I don’t know you, but I feel good with you
Ooh, but I feel good with you
[Verse 2]
I’m dropping bars, she calls me daddy
Pink, like Peppa, I touched her butt
South 404 dropped, you thought it was a dream
But it’s all real (Yeah)
Baby, I spin like a cooler, there’s a bullet’s mark in my heart
I’m on stage, they’re drooling, we’re smoking, but not smoking
Baby, I spin like a cooler, there’s a bullet’s mark in my heart
I’m on stage, they’re drooling, we’re smoking, but not smoking
[Chorus]
And I hold you tight and smell the menthol
The neighbors called the cops, it’s not really a joke
And I don’t know you, but I feel good with you
Ooh, but I feel good with you
[Outro]
And I hold you tight and smell the menthol
The neighbors called the cops, it’s not really a joke
And I don’t know you, but I feel good with you
Ooh, but I feel good with you