MOTH BALLS

Mothballs, I can't get the smell out my clothes YYZ, racing 'cause the gate 'bout to close New York is callin' up on me and the bros I left Kandice, now my heart might explode Three months, it's been since we even said hello She wasn't good to me anyway and I know I just can't picture leavin' nobody home This has to work so I get Neeks off the stove I need security 'cause niggas is hos I need a girl that's on the cover of Vogue I just hoped that someday, someone would love me Ooh, oh You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again Moving that tongue with that ring again Treat her stomach to Michelin She from Michigan, but she taste like water The cleanest water, ooh, yeah Clean as this cup I been peakin' off that Addy every day It's been hard for me to put that shit away Drinkin' four or five bottles of the wine Got a glass in my hand every time I got the worst reputation in our town I been seen with all the baddest hos around On God, swimmin' in the cat 'til I drown Bitches wanna take a dip in my account Ayy, what? It come to me tonight, baby, humble me tonight, are you still around? Are you still around? Are you still around? Yorkville thrills, baby-blue pills, slop-top skills I remember baggin' up at No Frills 'Sauga City kid, got you blushin' on cam What? I remember stressin' over bills like a Buffalo fan, uh Now shawties call me Drake, not Aubrey Graham, damn And you're doin' well for yourself just like you planned Let me help you expand I'm the only one that understand You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing You're doing that thing, you're doing that thing again Moving that tongue with that ring again Treat her stomach to Michelin She from Michigan, but she taste like water The cleanest water, ooh, yeah Clean as this cup Ooh Ooh