No Letterman ft. Keyton Lucas Lyrics

I say how's your day

I'm off my shift

Can we chill

You need a lift

Feeling tired I'm Micheline

Burning tires over black pavement

Knocking at my door

I let you in

Stealing my jacket, no letterman

Taking off your shirt, that shit don't suit ya

We're reading lines from the Kamasutra

Like a thief in the night

Got me thinking from 9-5

And she's here for the ride

Thank god for my life

Guest checks in our front pockets

Grab checks some go in our wallets

Keep myself in check

I like it

Now I'm hit the clock

I'm off of it

I say how's your day

I'm off my shift

Can we chill

You need a lift

Feeling tired I'm Micheline

Burning tires over black pavement

Knocking at my door

I let you in

Stealing my jacket, no letterman

Taking off your shirt, that shit don't suit ya

We're reading lines from the Kamasutra

Baby that's our scripture

She always bring that mixture

Little stress reliever

When we off sativa

She turns into Selena

Hey it's nice to meet ya

It's way better to eat ya

And I'm living in her timelines oh

You know me

Same curly hair

My eyes are green

Run that shit back

It's like a movie screen

And I hope I don't break like entropy

Got me on my knees

I'm praying

God I need a little something more

I got it

I got it

Got me on my knees

I'm praying

God I need a little something more

I got it

I got it

I say how's your day

I'm off my shift

Can we chill

You need a lift

Feeling tired I'm Micheline

Burning tires over black pavement

Knocking at my door

I let you in

Stealing my jacket, no letterman

Taking off your shirt, that shit don't suit ya

We're reading lines from the Kamasutra