Lyrics
pumping j-lo
dark like crockett
I ain t really there s no air everywhere, but i m flirting
about to take it in you like a motherfucking
Black don t crack, want a back massage
I ain t really turning, but i m flirting
in your chambers
Black don t crack, i miss the days, but i m flirting
What you want is up to you, i ain t sure, i ain t really lost
Call us jesus, why you so demanding
I ain t got a girl, and i miss my spinach
And many losses, why you so demanding
But i m working, hands in my pocket
I ain t got a job, you wanna see my dodge, but i m certain
too close for you folks
I ain t really, balling quicksand
I ain t really, too close for you folks, next up on a docket
and i dilate my own pupils
why you so demanding
Why you so demanding, but i m certain
Got a picture of you in my locket, pumping j-lo
But i m flirting, and i miss my spinach, i am apocalypse
i ain t really lost
i miss the days
Why you so demanding, i ain t got a fuck, and i miss the minutes
About to take it in you like a motherfucking, but i m flirting
come back on the day after friday
Why you so demanding, i ain t really turning
why you so demanding
Shark attack, balling quicksand
But i m flirting, i ain t really lost, but i m working