CONMIGO

Hey

Baby, come on over and stop thinking so much
Tell that dude to fuck off
And if we go for a bit, I’ll have you
Ten out of ten, and if she wants, she can take her own picture
She’s got me here, just thinking
When she used to call, I was ready to devour her
Just thinking about her phone, those pics she took are still there
And I remember, baby, your gaze
Doing things with me in private

And nowadays, her dude gives her shit, but it’s all complaints
Because if she’s feeling it, she comes to me and lets go
Always with me, pretty and alone, she was killing it

Oh, little one

I’ve got a truce with my God, 'cause I sinned
Lust, your body drew me in
I was already doomed when I saw you
And listen, girl, to me, you’re special
And being natural is way better
And being with me like you loved, you won’t deny it
Blunt to lift you up, you like to seek
You’re fascinated by the smoke, pretty, you’re art to me
Divine sculpture, no replicas, you stand apart
My weakness

And nowadays, her dude gives her shit, but it’s all complaints
Because if she’s feeling it, she comes to me and lets go
Always with me, pretty, and alone, she was getting wet

Always with me, pretty, and alone, she was getting wet
And let the stacks keep coming, my love