"Moped" lyrics

I know that the days are numbered like the summer and our time is slipping away
No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so baby
Just hold on to me in the passenger seat
We be serving through streets, keep holding on to me

Look
I thought I told ya where I'm going hold on to my arm
Pulling up, with some dro that the locals couldn't smoke
I'm in the whip dressed cold she say ooh-ah
Say, "I love your face", tat I'm like, "Yeah I know"
I can't do nothing that I ain't feeling, you feel me?
I said I can't be fucking unless you love me, you feel me?
And if you look at me funny then I might look at you pretty
'Cause I'm pretty and bitchy, I got nine hoes like I'm 50, I got that
Picture Vogue Shit, I'm on my vogue shit, huh
Take it slow to some Frankie Ocean, huh
I could tell 'em but I don't really fuck with the drama
Stole my sweater, now you smelling like marijuana

I know that the days are numbered like the summer and our time is slipping away
No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so baby
Just hold on to me in the passenger seat
We be serving through streets, keep holding on to me

Keep holding on to me
Keep holding on to me

Now we kissing at the red light (red light)
Traffic feeling like the best time (your eyes)
Got me missing all the green lights (green lights)
'Cause you been filling up my eye sight, (pull up, park)
Watching movies in the whippo
Got my joint, pass the Zippo (yeah)
Way I'm feeling when I'm with you
'Cause I'm in so deep, I'ma free fall

I know that the days are numbered like the summer and our time is slipping away
No wonder I'm a sucker for your love, so baby
Just hold on to me in the passenger seat
We be serving through streets, keep holding on to me

Keep holding on to me
Keep holding on to me