Stephanie Sour.

[Verse 1: The Cool Quest] My nigga put me on to you, I can't get away Stray try to play with any other toy I'm, bugged...bugged, shit you got this grip You take me on a trip when I'm nowhere I'm a star when I'm no one I see you waiting for a cab The party's over, well...well it got shut down The cops is all over, but we can just say we chillin' Or we can really chill... What's really real? You tweeting on your iPhone like, "what's really trill?" You one of those girls huh? Don't strip but ironically bumping Tip Drill? Bump UGK, Screw, all that just cause it's real? Yeah....I know your type I know you like....well, I know you It's 3am, why I'm tryna spit to you? I'm tryna do more than just get with you You like those types that would analyze me Know me better than I know me Blow trees with me and my homies They call you sour cause that's all you light No weird shit, I peeped you all night You something else, you lift me off the floor The girl that Jesus probably saving me for [Hook] Stephanie Sour, my girl of the hour Fuck a hour, let's kick it forever [Verse 2: The Cool Quest] Sounds corny, all this shit that I'm saying Oh it doesn't? I ain't buggin'? You dig my vibe, I kinda knew you would Not in a cocky way but, I just knew you would Let's kick it on this bench Talk til the sun up, talk about our come ups You tryna model? Well...you got the body for it You heard my music? You really feel it? That's dope though, plus you bought some dro? Shit, I love you though It's wild, all the things you're revealing We ain't have to fuck for you to catch feelings Sorry, I'm just honest You say you like it, well I like that And I like you....so let's try this out If you're down with it.... [Hook]