Ur Fresh!

[Verse 1] (I've fallen!) In love, and I don't think I wanna get up Cruisin' through life on a banana peel, don't wanna slip up I seen it and that shit sucks! I'd rather a sippy cup Over a bottle, she holds the throttle and drives me so nuts I mean so crazy, I'm thinkin' this may be love at first sight She picked me up in her ma's truck, let me fuck the first night I don't think that was too poor; other girls, I get too bored of Quickly, we clicked like we were (?), oh lord I'm all about the lick like two broads who just come up Got no problem wiping all the cum up She's definitely my number one summer love A lot of niggas might put one a-bove But not me, she's perfect as it gets The way she work her hips when I'm hittin', yo, that's the shit I be thinking about when I do a song for the ladies I picture the way her that back bends like Mercedes No, baby, I'm all good to go I'll probably text her when I finish this song and let her know Like, "You know I made a song for you You ain't at home, is you? Oh yeah? I'll text your phone when I'm on my way, peace." [Verse 2] Our conversation requires no concentration No consentations of problems, eyes full of constellations For this moment we waited, and so far, it's what I expected You got the body and good golly, you hotter than Texas So refreshin' the next step is, to see what you own I got the lesson, the next test, we takin' it home You know I'm far from a poet, I'm a star and she know it So I told her to treat my dick like my cover and blow it The head game exchanged to the bed frame Take a look at us, right on the table, no free cable but we hookin' up Remember when I wasn't so fresh? She gave no shits And now I got her goin' like road trips The whole flip of my traffic of all the baddest chicks From average, since and the fact I'm packin', my swag's patented Ravishin', yet rational, whatever you call it I bet we all will say it's love but I can see that we fallin' It's all good