Lyrics Shot or Two - GoSaint!

Go saint
Love go saint
Come on
G-o-s-a-i-n-t
Heavy on the fact that i can't let you go
I ask if u trust me you say you don't know
Rightfully so cause i made some mistakes and i hate that i did those
I apologize for what i did tho (I'm sorry)
Every other night i regret when I'm all alone
You live down the block but you're not home
She was the sweetest girl like she from Stockholm
You know when I'm missing u
Lovin' and hugging and kissing you
You make me feel so invincible
First time we fucked made you bleed in ya living room
Could've said yuck but i wiped down my genitals
I fell in love from the sound of the clap of the cheeks
And she throwing it back like a freak
We romancing it's passionate pouring my love in your body it feel so immaculate baby

I'm feeling lit tonight
Here go a shot or two
You get good dick tonight
Don't call the other dude
I'll put a son in you
And extra love in you
Gimme a chance ima
I'm feeling lit tonight
Here go a shot or two
I'll put a son in you
Gimme a chance

That ass looking thicker
I'm looking at you like the way a shot glass look at liquor I'm tryna be with ya
Can i be your mister
I'll slide and come get ya
Got me posting poetry all on my insta
I'm rocking with you
You got expensive taste i go shopping with you
She said boy i hope you brought two wallets with you
Daydreaming bout suntans on a island with you (Baby)
Anything you want girl that's a fact
Call me over ima blow ya back
With ya hair wrapped
I bought you bottega cause you sad
Spent a couple racks
I could be ya nigga and ya dad
And i mean that
Anything you want girl that's a fact
Call me over ima blow ya back
With ya hair wrapped
I bought you bottega cause you sad
Spent a couple racks
I could be ya nigga and ya dad
And i mean that

I'm feeling lit tonight
Here go a shot or two
You get good dick tonight
Don't call the other dude
I'll put a son in you
And extra love in you
Gimme a chance ima
I'm feeling lit tonight
Here go a shot or two
I'll put a son in you
Gimme a chance

That ass looking thicker
I'm looking at you like the way a shot glass look at liquor I'm tryna be with ya
Can i be your mister
I'll slide and come get ya
Got me posting poetry all on my insta
I'm rocking with you
You got expensive taste i go shopping with you
She said boy i hope you brought two wallets with you
Daydreaming bout suntans on a island with you (Baby)