Elias - GOOD MORNING Lyrics

And I never felt a touch like yours
F*ckin' with the slut, left me so unsure
But I want her in the bloodline, did it my choice

And you so fly, wanna make you sore
Yeah, you remind me of me in '09
Nothing on mind, freer than the outside
Yeah, the soul on fire, my time gon' fly
Know you don't mind, let me start it off right

Wrist so bright, uh, I look enlightened
And I feel the wave flowin' through me, pretty frightening
If I wasn't here today, I would've been a titan
Put me in a cage, and I turned that shit to diamonds
I ain't know what she could take, ripped a second hymen
Every time that booty shake, feelin' it in seismic
Bouncin' on Ikea frames, yeah, she hypnotizin
And I wouldn't give her game, I like the way she climb it

Used to be too broke for the real
Became my own leader
Backseat stroke, saw her soul leave out the Kia
Keep three digits on the dash, where her feet at
Wanted in my pants, she don't know that I could read her

Yeah, I'm with my bitch, don't you flash me at the beach
Sorry, lil' hoe, I see your wrist turnin' green
She said she don't need a man, cause she destined for the streets
Jokes on bro, gave the rollie to a treesh, god damn
Every time I hop inside the booth, it's all jams
And I wouldn't f*ck with my crew, it's all blams

Now I got her stuck in the suicide, slammed
Put her in the plans, buy that bitch a ranch
Got her wet enough, she be fallin' through my hands
I keep lookin' up because they callin' me again
Lost a lil' weight and couldn't save me from the bands
Got a lil' room, tuck a jammie in my pants

Swear you nod along, just to say you understand me
Saw you in the Camry, I turned it to a Banshee
Havin' too much fun over heard they wanna ban me
My landing was way too enchanting
Think I killed a kitty, gave her CPR till I can't breathe
Hold up, wait a minute, keep drinkin' me like the Fanta
Took her out her mouth cause I couldn't understand her
One more time, need you to bust me up on camera

On camera

Yo, this hoe's wilding, put my shit back in your mouth, bitch

You're not stoppin' me for that

Crazy, trippin'

But I'ma still flick it up, never said stop
I know shawty wanna lick it like she never had cock
I ain't been to the salon in so long
Curls with the shades, I'm lookin' like ZZ Top
Yeah, need a new producer, wrote a different plot
Need a green, arugula, when we off the wock

Brodie talkin' too tough, wrote up to the spot
Sexy like kombucha, only when it's hot
Like a nasty bitch,
Why she on my iPhone asking shit,
She tryna eat the rich, I'm tryna beat the fish
Pockets XXL, already passed the list
Ask, don't tell, on my wisdom shit
I wanna be a millionaire after the taxes hit
I see a moonlit room in the middle of the night
It's a tomb for the pussy, kill it right, yeah,
Bitch, I got a whole lifetime to be a pacifist