Now I know the only compass that I need Oh is the one, that leads back to you Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one, that leads back to you She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs She ride me like a drive by, I'm real these niggas Sci-Fi But that's neither here nor there She been contemplating short hair She said she tryna be different But she just like the rest of these bitches But that's neither here nor there And my dick is her chair It be sexual warfare, I be loaded like software Got so many hoes, I'm ho'in, but she the only one worth knowin' And yeah I do my dirt, but that's for the flowers to grow in I ain't trippin', but she be trippin' They ain't got shit on me, but she keep sniffin' Look girl, just gimmie that brain, and I'll return the favor Them hoes say I'mma dog, but how come I don't chase 'em I lick her with no chaser, I pick her out a line up I just wanted some time, she say "okay I'm ya honor" But she been wantin' to break up, since dolce and gabbana All that ass I just be like come sit yo groceries on my counter I drink tea, she drink wine, call it tijuana I dyin' to meet a girl, but she want me to meet her momma Swear I may go Issey Miyake, Bond no. 9 The weed in funky, but I'm smelling fine Tunechi. Now I know the only compass that I need Oh is the one, that leads back to you Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one, that leads back to you I got that shit in my system Somebody gon' be my victim Eh, so where you at wit it 'Cause I can't do it by myself, I need an assistant I got that good good, that get right That early morning, that midnight I beat it up, like a fist fight One, two, three, four, five, six nights That dick all in yo' windpipe Some of her friends I dislike Some of yo friends, they alright Sometimes I think y'all all dykes But fuck all that, I'm on one Don't wanna be with the wrong one That cold head, that warm tongue My third leg run marathons I feel you like I'm blind girl Can't you see, it's meant to be So come to me, then come for me My game cold, one degree I'm rollin' with two bad bitches cuz misery loves company One sweet, one sour, my honeybee and my bumblebee I miss you in the worst way, ride that dick no speed bumps No redlights, no stop lights, just get to Lil' Tunechi Now I know the only compass that I need Oh is the one, that leads back to you Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one, that leads back to you Should I call somebody else? 'Cause girl it's almost twelve, and this dick won't suck itself Girl you know it need some help, it'll make a nigga's day If you said you on your way, yeah Should I call somebody else? 'Cause girl it's almost twelve, and this dick won't suck itself Girl you know it need some help, it make a nigga's day I just hope you know the way And she said Now I know the only compass that I need Oh is the one, that leads back to you Now I know the only compass that I need Is the one, that leads back to you