Doheny Freestyle

Don't hold the weed and the makeup
And I pray to God I can't fuck with the fake ones
Just flew up like it's gonna be a late one
And my whole world out in LA getting shaped up
And we getting cozy and she twisting on my curls now
Slept one time and she wanna be my girl now
I told her
Slow up, slow up, slow up, your talk
I told her
Slow up, slow up, slow up, that walk (yeah yeah)
Out here, babygirl I've been on you for some time
You can't have a bad day even if you try
You a bad girl but you been talking nice
You've got everything, everything that I like
And I think I see you on the Gram
F Pace, scoop you up
Yeah you and all your friends
We really getting freaky in your college dorm res
I'mma take it slow, last relationship a mess yeah