No Guidance

Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (yeah) Hopefully we don't have no babies (it's not real) I don't even wanna go back home 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)