FACETiME. Lyrics

I ain't gotta touch you

But baby you gon feel me

Whether you're far or in my presence

Say you'll keep it real please

Opened up wide I don't wanna say no

Beat it out the frame when you knockin' down my walls

Gotta make time for this

So good let you Facetime my clit

I can make it sang for ya

Bouta make it rain for ya

Gold chains hanging in my face

When ya

Feelin' ya way around a tight place

But switching sides today

Now ya mouth wide

You looking real scared

I'ma man-eater head hunter

I'm prepared

Now we switching sides

Don't be scared

I'ma take control

Just lemme grab ya head