Complicated - Deanté Hitchcock, Sharod Virtuoso, Chanda Latrice

Smoke that, Jack, Henn

Two shots, oh I’m faded

Work your body so amazing

Ain’t no need to complicate it

Course I feel like we could be something

Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it?

I don’t wanna complicate it

Look, look, look

Now I done did a lot of dirt in my past days

But she know me, yeah she know me so she still love me

She send me butt-naked pictures and it’s still lovely

But for future reference dress it up and make it real for me

She like you must be in your feelings or something

The way you spit it, you should make a No Ceilings or something

She know the chance to find it better is a million in one

Ain’t even fucked her and she know that I’m as real as they come, get it?

Give it a minute, this may take awhile

Shawty say she tired of the jerks like a Jamaican child

No Chris Brown, but I promise that I could take you down

Up there in the attic and frankly don’t need to make a sound

Wait, you gone scream later

Aye girl the D major

That’s why I got you hitting notes like Fantasia

The stick shift, sex drive on speed racer

But ima let you finish first, I’m a team player

Smoke that, Jack, Henn

Two shots, oh I’m faded

Work your body so amazing

Ain’t no need to complicate it

Course I feel like we could be something

Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it?

I don’t wanna complicate it

Aye look I used to be a nice guy but girl now the pimping so real

Say the pimping so real

Cause even before we met, God put me on a mission so real

Aye yeah a mission so real

When it come to me and your ex nigga, girl the difference so real

Like magic, your boy got a Gryffindor feel

Tell Jhené Aiko that I’m with it for real

Eat the booty like a three-course meal

Wait a minute, look

Aye nah I’m playing but fuck it, it made you laugh right?

She ain’t even know I’m finna blow like bagpipes

Sweatpants, hair tied, 'Best I Ever Had' type

Drop-dead gorgeous, prolly met you in my past life (woah)

One in a million, you a rare type

Now bend it over let me beat it like a snare type

I long stroke when I’m in it, that pussy air tight

And if the head right, I be there every night

Glory to god, you a blessing for real

Throw it, I catch it, quit running, be still

Butt-booty naked, she dressing to kill

We make a movie then Netflix and chill

You searching all of your questions like I got the answers

Unsure what your destiny is

Smoke that, sip this, pour something

Pretty soon we be back on our same old shit like

Smoke that, Jack, Henn

Two shots, oh I’m faded

Work your body so amazing

Ain’t no need to complicate it

Course I feel like we could be something

Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it?

I don’t wanna complicate it