Talk to me straight if you want me
Talk to me straight if you love me
Talk to me straight and tell me the truth
Talk to me straight, pure track for smoking weed in the car
You know? With the babe right beside me
She smokes weed with me and I screw her at the chalet
She turns into a slut craving pleasure
I already got my haircut, amped up on Vitafer
Go on, tell your friend, I'm going to screw you both
She posted a photo, she tags me in secret
She turns off the messages so no proof would be left
On the low, I'm horny, I love that ass
I just wanted that babe to crave it one day
Her hair is black and what an ass she has
She blows me in the G-Class in Miami with the boats
While I smoke weed and wreck her on poppers
My love, what a babe, let me record you
You drive me crazy with those lace panties
I'm already all drunk and pilled up, you know?
And I don't want to come until I finish you
Oh, my queen, with you I'll always have my fantasy
My favorite porn videos in my gallery
Don't you worry, I've already set your life up
But stay out of trouble, girl, because you're mine
Talk to me straight if you love me
You're a pornstar in bed
Talk to me straight if you love me
You're a pornstar in my bed seducing me
I'm the fine ass that shows up in your dreams
I've got delicious lips, Kylie lips
You're going to forget me? I don't know, Rick
Hit play on my videos like a stream on Kick
Inside I want you completely
My love, I always come thinking about you
Your hands on my neck and me on top of you
Screwing me good has its benefits
And on the boat we mix weed with poppers
I don't want to be treated proper
And I shaved so you could rub it
Talk to me straight if you love me
Talk to me straight if you love me
You're a pornstar in my bed seducing me
Come on, take my challenge
And get naked slowly, take off the Retros
Open your legs and get wet, I was made for you
What I like about you is that it's always tight
And you get wet in drops, they turn you on
And I'm on fire when you moan, this is different
If you come, don't warn me, it just happens
And we end up holding each other, baby, face to face
You like the show, a Patek to check the time
In the high end black rides, Range Rover
The little bags are Goyard and Chanel on your feet
And on the weekends it smells like pastel rose
Her hair is black and what an ass she has
She blows me in the G-Class and in Miami with the boats
While she smokes weed and I wreck her on poppers
What can I tell you, sweetheart? That's for you, there with a little drink
If you feel like it, maybe I'll hit you up
Just kidding, my darling, we're taking it easy
Talk to me straight if you love me
You know that you're my little sweetie