On FaceTime

This is the time of your life

Listen closely, make sure many things don’t apply

You better not pull up to no parties if they didn’t invite

Got too many lost feelings

That I cannot fi-i-i-i-i-ind

I really hate this bitch

Don’t do relationships

I’m into taking risk

I wanna take some trips

With you and me-e-e-e-e

And I’ll expose you in the worst way

I know you need it fast

But I'ma have it to you Thursday

I can do the little shit

To make it feel like it’s your birthday

Do the little shit

To make you feel like you ain’t ever felt

Legillemen, I cast a spell

We wake up in the morning, we smashing wells

I like high tech bitches

That don’t ever smell

I'm tryna fly you out

Me and you together having jet lag

Jacuzzi in the crib, let’s take a wet bath

Smoke the good za, we get the best laugh

I’m way too jiggy, don’t get flexed on

I bought one chain, and left the rest home

She pulling on me, don’t wanna let go

It’s sucky time, she got the best throat

Electric whip, don’t gotta pay for gas

Could you do the 2 for 1, make it simple math

I feel like balling in this bitch, and I don't wanna pass

I could’ve fucked her from the back

But she ain’t have no ass

You never talk to me 'bout money, baby

Always think shit's funny, baby

Cut you up like onions, baby

Got you crying onions, baby

Do you say you love me, baby

Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

Ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

Ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay-ay

Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay-ay

Call me on FaceTime

When you're wanting play time

And tell me, tell me

We can get in everything-ing

Ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

Ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay-ay-ay

We doing me

We

Doing me-e-e-e-e

Oh

Gonna be my one in a million

Gonna be my one in a million

Oh, baby my one in a million

How long? 30 inches to the ceiling

Honey, you're my one in a million

Fiction novel, I'm Rumpelstiltskin

Fiction novel, fiction novel, fiction novel