Hard 4 Me

Yeah Radio Killa Radio right, right, right Let you breathe, let you breathe, let you breathe Let you breathe, let you breathe, let you breathe Pre-Chorus Shorty hit me when you get off Come straight here and take your shit off Get on this train and don't you stop don't get off Of this, until Chorus You fucking cum hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep Verse 2 Uh, I wanna wake up to your perfume in my bed, oh yeah Then when you're leave here, girl, I'm all that's in your head Sincerely, yours And you were so good, so good I need that shit back, ah, yeah I need that shit back Now you done missed your nine to give But I'm back inside, wrapped up in your legs And I know, I know, you gotta go Even if you ain't gotta go, you gotta go You don't want me to know That shit was bomb, ring the alarm Just walk it off, play it off Fake texting, small talk Left twenty minutes ago Still sitting outside in the car Pre-Chorus Shorty hit me when you get off Get off Come straight here and take your shit off Take your shit off Get on this train and don't you stop, don't get off Don't get off Of this, until, huh Chorus You fucking cum hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep Verse 2 Hit me on the phone today and say, Can we make this fast, oh yeah Baby, quick or long, I'm still gonna make it last, oh yeah She says it's too good, that makes it all bad She just got back in school, working on her graduate She focused as fuck, ain't having that But then she climbs right back to me Tryna sex up another hundred degree The way she's fucking me She should have a degree by now She say that D got her 3 semesters behind She say that D got her 3 semesters behind Pre-Chorus Shorty hit me when you get off Come straight here and take your shit off Get on this train and don't you stop, don't get off Of this, until Chorus You fucking cum hard for me You call out to your God for me Break you down 'til you confide in me As I give it to you nice and deep Outro And I know, I know, you gotta go Even if you ain't gotta go, you gotta go You don't want me to know That shit was bomb, ring the alarm Just walk it off, play it off Fake texting, small talk Left twenty minutes ago Still sitting outside in the car, ah