PULLOUT
Baby I
f**ked and got too deep
f**ked and got too deep
Baby I
Know this love ain't cheap
f**ked and got too deep
You wonder why I'm staring out in space
Early in the morning, girl, you tell me that you late
I front like that ain't heavy on my plate
I'm praying while I play out 700 different fates
Gasping...
That honey moon was monk fruit
Now, in a flash, life laughs when it punks you
Mind keep on looping, I keep replaying one move:
Pull out pull out pull out
Pull out pull out pull out
Baby I
f**ked and got too deep
f**ked and got too deep
Baby I
f**ked and got too deep
Pull out pull out pull out
Pull out pull out
