Do You There (feat. Marc E. Bassy)

Rolling down these desert hills Rolling up these dollar bills All the drinks that we've been drinking strong as fuck, girl I'm not gon' lie, I just wanna fuck, girl And the waitress is taking too long Let's hit your spot, mine's too far Pop another stick, I'm getting bolder Moncler on, the city's getting colder You don't need no makeup girl, you're natural Her friend pissing me off, she just asked for blow Bitch I gave you some, why you back for more? She a fiend, nineteen, with a past to show Tryna take you to the W after show And play you all my new shit, we could really do shit Got the Uber on the way, she don't even have to know Got a French dimepiece, yeah we international If you want it in L.A, I can do you there If you want it in the Bay, I can do you there Everywhere that you be, girl Everywhere that you stay Role play, reality, we stay acting up If you want it in NY, I can do you there If you want it in the Chi, I can do you there Everywhere that you be, girl Everywhere that you stay Role play, reality, we stay acting up You holdin' down that sex appeal This foreplay's to show you how I feel Giuseppe's on your feet, no you're not playin' Don't need to run around, girl I'm not chasin' Girl if you're lonely, I'll be there by your side Can't stay long, different city every night But you show me something good after a long day Got Rosé, we got Dom P, no Andre Drinking all this Absinthe, it's like I'm here but my body's absent You're the type to have your cake and eat it You said he had a record, let me beat it Your man's a flop, you need you a replacement I'm that type to just get back to basics Look at what I'll give you, won't you take it? In a penthouse, they in the basement We throw cigarettes off my terrace for entertainment She know why she came, yo, there's no explaining Always text her hours later with no explanation Baby, I'm a busy man, I was prolly faded I got this girl in Florida I smash her friend whenever I get bored of her And I got this girl out in the Bay I don't know how many bars she takes And shout out my girl Eileen Ed the drugs in Seattle, I wish I was smashing And word to Laura, live I'm from Atlanta I know you told your friends, but I still forgive ya I'm tryna fuck a million girls, tryna fucking change the world You a lady in the streets, red lipstick and pearls Don't kiss me in public, bitch I barely know you But get you in the room, I'mma fuck you like I know you