EARTHGANG, 6LACK - Spaced lyrics

Ahem oh, oh, oh, that's kinda gross, man
That's kinda gross

Write my name, write my name on yo' flesh
Sneaky freak is cool but I'm more
Impressed if you obsessed with sex
No exception is a rule
With more exceptions than the rest
Rest an expression resemble death
Rest an expression resemble death
By them dollar bet I ain't finished yet
I heard Jesus wet from the
Deepest depths of the internet
Too bad I ran out of kleenex masturbating
On the day that her pussy bled

Respect, I was just testing
The boundaries anyway
Anyway, what was I saying Super Saiyan
Super say everything
Never expressin' myself on a level


That lesser than God
Blessed with a gift for stretching the box
High as a bitch, strong as an ox
Look at me, look at my eyes
Look like I'm tired, look like I'm wise
Look could you tell I could
Look through the skies-ez
You could touch, you could taste
You could smell where my pride is

Frolick through your flower garden
What a lovely day
Lay between your legs, oh, baby
What a lovely space
Hope you cleared your schedule, tell your man
You can't make it to-night, night
I don't need no help on how
To do that shit right
Hope you did your yoga, baby
Keep that shit tight
She says that she loves me 'cause
He ain't never brought out this side, side

Learn to plunge in good she paradox
Pussy by the bundgy boo
She say she in love, she love
Her man, she matching up keys
She love her plans
She feelin' the buzz, she feelin' for bus
She tellin' the dog he never show up
He nothin' like you, he never could
Bust, never think of us
Probably with his boo
And I be so filled up, so filled up with lust
I just gotta send a nudie to you and the who
And I mean look at this look, at this, uh
I just gotta be valuable
To somebody, honestly
Look at me, look at me, uh
And the ass grabs and the
Neck bites and the chokeholds
And the safe words and the, "Wait no, no, no
Wait"
Like I, she was adamant, so much rambling
Had to plug her up till she play right
Fuck her face off, fuck the day
Night, it was way off, it was way right
And I can feel a thing, you was
Dead as the rest of them
Just as led as the rest of them
And I know that she know I
Can hear what she saying
She staring and layin' and
Layin' to wrestle me
Yo' girl probably got that
Right now, stressin'
Wonderin' what the hells left of him
Did the world or the worst so
It lies in the skirt
With a pretty ass Merc get the best off him
Good intentions, filthy index fingers
The price of supressin' what's in ya'
Spread yo' mind so God can slide in it
Spread yo' ass and nothing
Else gets between us

Frolick through your flower garden
What a lovely day
Lay between your legs, oh, baby
What a lovely space
Hope you cleared your schedule, tell your man
You can't make it to-night, night
I don't need no help on how
To do that shit right
Hope you did your yoga, baby
Keep that shit tight
She says that she loves me 'cause
He ain't never brought out this side, side

Pull all your tricks out
Show me what you 'bout
Okay, okay, okay, okay
When I swing this homerun, oh baby look out
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Pray while I'm in this, God is my witness
Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay
Now excuse me, I gotta say my grace
Okay, here's what I can do
This is all the truth
When I'm done with you, I finish all my soup
Mmm, mmm, so damn good
I think that I just found my brand new drug
Okay, she say "what's your purpose?"
I say "you are"
She say "you're lying", I say "dang, baby, "
Try not to let the condom
Slip 'cause that's too raw
And I'm not tryna move you 'cross
The country with that U-Haul
With all that shit that you are