[Lucky daye]

We don't know what we doin'

Oh, we jump to these conclusions

The thought that we could lose it all

We search for sweet confusion

Like, baby, you should call

All of these charades

All up in your head.

A good heart, bad timing

Bright lights, too blinding

Too lost, no finding

And we fall like dominoes

No trick, more treat

Sweet butter like shea

Free me, nirvana.

God body thang when we touchin'

(You know what love is about)

Vibrant thing when we crushin'

(Uh, yeah, and that's why you got the key to my house)

Baby, when we freak

(Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)

When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?

(Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)

God body thang, babe.

Just tell me I'm invited

Oh, so bad at keeping quiet

You feel it through the silence, oh...

No reason we should fight it

Like all of this you want

Nothing in the way

More than just a phase.

A good heart, bad timing

Bright lights, too blinding

Too lost, no finding

And we fall like dominoes

No trick, more treat

Sweet butter like shea

Free me, nirvana.

God body thang when we touchin'

(You know what love is about)

Vibrant thing when we crushin'

(Uh, yeah, and that's why you got the key to my house)

Baby, when we freak

(Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)

When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?

(Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)

God body thang, babe.

God body thang when we touchin'

(You know what love is about)

Vibrant thing when we crushin'

(Yeah, uh, and that's why you got the key to my house)

Baby, when we freak

(Uh, yeah, ayy, yeah, I'm movin' 'em out)

When you gonna bless me, bless me with your love?

(Uh, yeah, 'cause I know what your love is about)

God body thang, babe.

[Smino]

God body-ody, oh my god

I gamble with my heart, she want that slide

Might be her lucky day, took seven shots

Let's go to the bellagio and collide

She cut on that kehlani and start to climb on me

And we in here climaxin' and matchin' the moment

Roll up on you in the morning like I do my weed, baby

I know what I want and you more like a need, baby.

[Lucky daye]

(Yeah, this shit for you, yeah)

(Yeah, this shit for you, yeah)