[Intro]
This is like 1942 (Yeah)
Don Julio
Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
Shotgunning confessions, uh
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession now (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
[Verse 1: Ant Clemons]
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'm insane, you cuss me out
Told me we ain't talk too much
Tеll me anything that'll get you herе
Tell me where you at
Promise that ain't far enough
Ooh, black pick you up
Want a pick up line? This'll 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
Touch your line to see if we could do it like we did last time
Wake up with you naked in the crib some time, some time, some time
[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
Shotgunning confessions, uh
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession now (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
[Verse 2: Kehlani]
I'm down for life, just us up in the section
Journey 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, oh)
And I'll pull up right to your section
Leave after my session
'Cause I'm tryna have a session
Huh, 1942 tequila
That shit make me a demon
Put your ankles by the ceiling (Yeah)
You relax and lay the seat back
Dinner time, look where the feast at
Walk of shame, I don't believe that, don't get creepy (Oh)
Right back to the section (I think that)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons, Kehlani, & Both]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh (I'm thinking)
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh (We getting)
Fucked up in the section, uh
We always be fucked up in the section
We always be fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
This is like 1942 (Yeah)
Don Julio
Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
Shotgunning confessions, uh
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession now (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
[Verse 1: Ant Clemons]
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'm insane, you cuss me out
Told me we ain't talk too much
Tеll me anything that'll get you herе
Tell me where you at
Promise that ain't far enough
Ooh, black pick you up
Want a pick up line? This'll 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
Touch your line to see if we could do it like we did last time
Wake up with you naked in the crib some time, some time, some time
[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss that ass from Houston
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
Shotgunning confessions, uh
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession now (Uh, uh)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
[Verse 2: Kehlani]
I'm down for life, just us up in the section
Journey 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, oh)
And I'll pull up right to your section
Leave after my session
'Cause I'm tryna have a session
Huh, 1942 tequila
That shit make me a demon
Put your ankles by the ceiling (Yeah)
You relax and lay the seat back
Dinner time, look where the feast at
Walk of shame, I don't believe that, don't get creepy (Oh)
Right back to the section (I think that)
[Chorus: Ant Clemons, Kehlani, & Both]
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh (I'm thinking)
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh (We getting)
Fucked up in the section, uh
We always be fucked up in the section
We always be fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in the section, uh
( Ant Clemons )
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