Is This Enough Lyrics

You got me saying what I want is what I need

Put it on repeat

Pussy, money, dreams and everything that's in those jeans

I'm use to talking teams

(Teams, teams)

For you I'm selfish as a fiend

But we can start a team

I'm a...

Retard

Coz my skippa

Has lipstick

Smell like

Boma

Chivas or biscuits

Or bisque

Like the rich kids

You can fill me up and we can do it like a misfit

Move

We could be alone and you can show me how to move

Imma gas you up and you can take me to the moon

We can make a track and you can tell me bout your shoes, perfume or the moon

Make a baby to this tune

You got me saying what I want is what I need

Got me touching on your feet

Got me rolling big blunts

When we sexing in the sheets

Got me rubbing on your body

Girl you know you godly

Can you bring it over so we can turn it to a party

Now we started in the lobby

And now we fucking duggy

Champagne to the room

Let's celebrate and go retarded

Let's maybe pop a molly

Or ecstasy I'm bout it

I never really doubt it

You make me feel the proudest

When I'm in the booth

You know it's you that I'm writing to

Fuck a beef

I know it's you that makes me bulletproof

You're my queen

I'm your King

Let's make a movie too

Drive all night

Catch a flight

Let's Go to paribooooooo

Or maybe Italy

That's where it's finna be

These niggahs really mini me's

Coz I'm the trilogy

But that's a story for another day

You feeling me or

Baby are you feeling me