No Guidance, Remake Letra

Hopefully, you don't live on your own

What is the seventh word?
He know that I love him, gonna fuck him in raw
He know I am v-lit, never dated before
He got me all of my feelings, now he got you I need yours

Ohhh
It's like that
He ain't never leavin', I know he comin' right back
I know that need it 'cause Shawty gone buy back
And he don't want nobody else, he ain't it like that

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
Hopefully, you don't live on your own

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
Hopefully, you don't live on your own

I just wanna bless me
I want your bag, you best to me
Shawty got the bread and the recipe
He already know what once he taste me, ugh

I'm so fly, I break my shell up
I won't die 'til I get better
Money and car won't get me better
I need real love, I need hell of

Get no high prime of arrive me baby
Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
Just nothing you better my armor

Get no high prime of arrive me baby
Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
Just nothing you better my armor

Gonna tell us up on a lonely road (lonely road)
Mami lo santiga reco
They protect it tal e tangga
Mentro dem mulwe kolmigo

Get no high prime of arrive me baby
Bella come montera, ain't no F me lately
Pero mami ain't good sign aye no
Just nothing you better my armor

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
Hopefully, you don't live on your own

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah)
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home (go back home)
Hopefully, you don't live on your own

I don't even wanna go back home (home)
Oh, I (yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, I)

Tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, you don't live on your own

Love
Yeah-aye-yeah
Ahh-oh-woah (aye)
Woah

Love
Lamokel lakam
Me boy yi mi amos
La cuatro minuto ya solad
Dios so laked den yel na yam

Lamokel lakam
Me boy yi mi amos
La cuatro minuto ya solad
Yu so laked den yel na yama

Woah, yeah
Yeah, ahhh

This is your love mix, baby (love)
(Lalalalala-ah-ah, lalalalala-ah-ah)