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Ant Clemons

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Section


I miss all them texts, that's 'cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston, shit bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it, shotgun and confessions
I'm scrolling through our texts, I got a confession

(I'm) I'm fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm fucked up in this section

1942 got me loose
Got me going, going through it
Everywhere I go, I see you
I've been here, déjà vu

Still ain't calling her
I miss how you cuss me out
Tell me we ain't talked too much
Tell me anything that'll keep you here
Tell me where you at, promise that ain't far enough

Uber black, pick you up, wanna pick up like
It's a pick you up
It's been way too long since you hit me up
And I'm way too drunk not to hit you up

Text your line, to see if we could do it like we did last time
Kick it with you naked in the crib sometime, sometime, sometime

I miss all them texts, that's 'cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston, shit bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it, shotgun and confessions
I'm scrolling through our texts, I got a confession

(I'm) I'm fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm, fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm, fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm fucked up in this section

Oh no
Feel like just us up in this section
Drunk me is a blessing
I can cure all of your stressing
Oh, text me when we leaving
Hop in my two-seater
We can ride out past Reseda
Oh, and I pull up right to your section
Leave after my session

'Cause I'm tryna have a session
Oh, 1942 tequila
That shit make me a demon
Put your ankles by the ceiling

You relax and lean the seat back
Dinner time like where the feast at
Walk of shame I don't believe that
We could creep back (Oh)
Right back to the section

Fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm, (Finna get fucked up) fucked up in this section
I'm, I'm, I'm, (We gettin') fucked up in this section
I'm

We always be fucked up in his section
We always be fucked up in his section

I'm, oh, oh, fucked up in this section
I'm, oh, oh, fucked up in this section
I'm

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