"Interest" lyrics
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Baby I'm back
St. Laurent black suit
Taking my own advice
Trying to feel brand new
I'm throwing seed down
I'm growing speed now
If you get dizzy
Slam both of your feet down, oh
I'm throwing seed down
I'm growing speed now
If you get dizzy
Slam both of your feet down, oh
Put the plant in the dirt
Roll around in a skirt, oh
Hold my hand if it hurts
Bend your back and just say go
Turn around to your face
4-5 when you say blow
Roll the paper up
Smoke it all
Until it wakes you up
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
(Now, now, now)
Bring it back to my face
Hands on tight
Yeah, I love how you taste
(Now, now, now)
Say my name
Say my name
Destiny in my heart running game
(Now, now, now)
Squeeze it right
Don't you wait
Right on time
I'ma speed in the lane
Let's get nasty, whoa
C'mon baby you know I'm a pro
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Baby I'm back
St. Laurent black suit
Taking my own advice
Trying to feel brand new
I'm throwing seed down
I'm growing speed now
If you get dizzy
Slam both of your feet down, oh
I'm throwing seed down
I'm growing speed now
If you get dizzy
Slam both of your feet down, oh
Put the plant in the dirt
Roll around in a skirt, oh
Hold my hand if it hurts
Bend your back and just say go
Turn around to your face
4-5 when you say blow
Roll the paper up
Smoke it all
Until it wakes you up
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
(Now, now, now)
Bring it back to my face
Hands on tight
Yeah, I love how you taste
(Now, now, now)
Say my name
Say my name
Destiny in my heart running game
(Now, now, now)
Squeeze it right
Don't you wait
Right on time
I'ma speed in the lane
Let's get nasty, whoa
C'mon baby you know I'm a pro
Trying to get my bread right
Gotta make it rain tight
You got them glasses on
Good brain
Big brain type
You wanna
You wanna come ride with me
Ain't about that lame side
You
You get that game 'cause
You ain't about that fame life
You wanna
You wanna come count this
You wanna come mount this
I got a little interest
And I wanna compound it, so
Got a proposition
I wanna position
Myself between your legs
Until you're red it's the mission, oh
Writer(s): Joseph Somers-morales
