Syrup & Pancakes - Rexx Life Raj

Sports bras and overalls for

Talk to Siri, tell her call your number

We can fuck and keep it on the under (on the low low)

Booty shorts and cut-off shirts, I love it

I just wanna fondle you in public

I just wanna touch and fuck (all kinds of shit)

California, californication

Palm trees, pounds full of bomb weed that I’d be down if you were tryna blaze

it, ay ay

Lines in the sand match the tan lines in your pants, fosho

They could feel it in the air now

Because we over here (la-di-da, la-di-da-di-da-da)

I heard it’s bleaker on the other side

They’d rather be over here (la-di-da, la-di-da-di-da-da)

I could lift you

I just wish you’d release all your fears (la-di-da, la-di-da-di-da)

Put extra syrup on her pancakes

It’s sweet over here (la-di-da, la-di-da-di-da-da)

Tryna be a little more than hood rich

Just knocked a bitch out in Bushwick

275 on the L train

I get mad love out in Brooklyn

Elbow for the

I get mad love out in Brooklyn