fxckin (interlude) lyrics

Rough sex, this that type of shit where they can't play me on the— (radio) My bad, you ain't 'bout to hear this at your Sunday service Goddamn, leave us in this room, we sure as hell gon' make a— (baby, though) Fuck this ASMR, we're alone, baby, we can wild out Want you to just, turn up my fader and boost my bass (oh, woah) Forget the seating arrangements, just use my face, ooh Ooh, we got this bed knocking If walls could talk, they'd say we need some space, ooh We just been fuckin' and fuckin', oh, every day, fuck sake