For The Night

[Hook]
I know you got a man
But baby understand
You see I got a plan
You see I got a plan
Yeah
I'm talkin for the night
I'm talkin for the night
I'm talkin for the night
I'm talkin for the night

[Verse]
Why I always gotta be the one labeled a simp?
I guess I'm not hittin' hoes, so my ass not a pimp
I don't walk with a limp
I don't got no cane
And I only smoke weed
I don't sell cocaine
Know my ass finna die like I'm Kurt Cobain
A couple Courtney's that Love me
They all insane
My style took her One Direction and she left like Zayn
No malice like Malik
I'm just crafting the passion
To love for the life
Cause my love cause fright
And they all wanna run
Now my love like Sprite
Bet they all wanted some
So Dirty
Slow down
Cause girl I'm not thirsty

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I can pull a chick without doing shit
Watch me pull a chick without doing shit
A visionary with a blunt
Her capillaries filled with drugs
We can rule the world with our eyes closed
Fuck them other hoes
You the one that I have chose
Go'n roll that weed, go'n light that blunt
Sexy as fuck, when you exhale
French inhale, french tips flick
Ashes in the tray, passin' it to me
I'm happy to be, grabbin' the green
THC while you gimme TLC
I be all up in these trees
You be rollin' up my B's
We should sit and cross our knees
Meditate like a marine
Close our eyes and we can see
I don't say that shit a lot
Girl gimme what you got
I'm a new position fiend
We can try what you want
Lemme see if you can do it with your eyes closed
Visualize the world, yeah
Visualize the world
That's my girl, yeah
I said, "you my girl", but

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I pull the weed, like I pull her hair
You know she sweet, taste like a pear
I told the truth and she took my dare
She took my stare, showed me shit very rare
Got dimples here and there, I mean she had no care
Classy with what she wear, inside she near naked
Over here makin', pasta for the dish
Add some lobster or the fish, her tits out like Swordfish
I mean this chick gorgeous, she out here sporting
The latest fashion, afford it, she can
Skin like pecan
I'm the man for this job
I work it real hard
She light the reefer
Got smarts, she deep, bruh
C cup, I mean, uh
Sorry for peekin', tea cup style
With her pinky out, pass the roach
Ashes fallin' on Dior
Never been this high before
I don't know, she decent
She more than decent, that's some street shit
We say, but yeah, this chick bad
I had to grab and scoop
Cause dudes, be gettin' at her
And I had to have her
Then I had to laugh, cause
Had to tell her to leave

[Outro]
(sample chops)
It's goin' down, baby
It's goin' down, down (x4)