[Anderson .Paak:]
I don’t need no more distractions
But I’m gassed to see what might happen
One pass can grab me all access
Two glasses filled with old fashioned
Tree leaves and Ouija queen fashion
Drink’s is seaweed, you high? I got snacks
Four keeps I play like Maurice
My bitch a lil’ freak, she plays me like Candice
G5 the weed from Los Angeles
Sick mind I think I need counseling
Simple times [?] and bad habits
Nine lives, a Sphynx, no catfish
Tin man a heart is what I’m after
One and one the force is like magnet
Hope twelve don’t stop me in traffic
Bad look I don’t need, at thirteen I was playing drums for the practice
Counting on you and you counting on me
Numbers don’t lie, when the truth is a lie it’ll set you free (Let’s get free, you and me, baby)
Counting on you and you counting on me (That’s you and me, baby)
Come and be my one and only
Counting on you and you counting on me
Numbers don’t lie, when the truth is a lie it’ll set you free
Counting on you and you counting on me
Come and be my one and only
(Why Lawd?)