Moped

I know that the days are numbered like the summer

And our time is slipping away

No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so, baby

Just hold on to me in the passenger seat

We be swerving through streets, keep holding on to me

Look, I thought I told you where I'm going, hold on to my arm

Pulling up with some dro that the locals couldn't smoke

I'm in the whip dressed cold, she say, "Ooh-ah"

Say, "I love your face tat," I'm like, "Yeah, I know"

I can't do nothing that I ain't feeling, you feel me?

I said I can't be fucking unless you love me, you feel me?

And if you look at me funny, then I might look at you pretty

'Cause I'm pretty and bitchy, I got nine hoes like I'm 50, I got that

Picture Vogue shit, I'm on my Vogue shit, huh

Take it slow to some Frankie Ocean, huh

I could tell 'em, but I don't really fuck with the drama

Stole my sweater, now you smelling like marijuana

I know that the days are numbered like the summer

And our time is slipping away

No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so, baby

Just hold on to me in the passenger seat

We be swerving through streets, keep holding on to me

Keep holding on to me

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Keep holding on to me

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Now we kissing at the red light (Red light)

Traffic feeling like the best time (Your eyes)

Got me missing all the green lights (Green lights)

'Cause you been filling up my eyesight (Pull up, park)

Watching movies in the Whippo

Got my joint, pass the Zippo (Yeah)

Way I'm feeling when I'm with you

'Cause I'm in so deep, I'ma free fall

I know that the days are numbered like the summer

And our time is slipping away

No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so, baby

Just hold on to me in the passenger seat

We be swerving through streets, keep holding on to me

Keep holding on to me

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Keep holding on to me

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da