Nikes - Frank Ocean

These bitches want Nikes

They looking for a check

Tell 'em it ain’t likely

Said she need a ring like Carmelo

You must be on that white like Othello

All you want is Nikes

But the real ones just like you, just like me

I don’t play, I don’t make time

But if you need dick I got you

And I yam from the line

Pour up for A$AP, R.I.P.

Pimp C

RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me

Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo!

That my little cousin, he got a little trade

His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid

We out by the pool, some little mermaids

Me and them gel

Like twigs with them bangs

Now that’s a real mermaid

You been holding your breath, weighted down

Punk madre, punk papa

He don’t care for me, but he cares for me

And that’s good enough

We don’t talk much or nothin'

But when we talkin' about something

We have good discussion

I met his friends last week

Feels like they’re up to somethin'

That’s good for us

We’ll let you guys prophesy

We’ll let you guys prophesy

We gon' see the future first

We’ll let you guys prophesy

We gon' see the future first

Living so the last night feels like a past life

Speaking of the, don’t know what got into people

Devil be possessin' homies

Demons try to body jump

Why you think I’m in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke?

Acid on me like the rain

Weed crumbles into glitter

Rain, glitter

We laid out on this wet floor

Away turf, no Astro

Mesmerized how the strobes glow

Look at all the people feet dance

I know that your nigga came with you

But he ain’t with you

We only human and it’s humid in these Balmains

I mean my balls sticking to my jeans

We breathin' pheremones, Amber Rose

Sippin' pink-gold lemonades

Feelin'

I may be younger but I’ll look after you

We’re not in love but I’ll make love to you

When you’re not here I’ll save some for you

I’m not him but I’ll mean something to you

I’ll mean something to you

I’ll mean something to you

You got a roommate, he’ll hear what we do

It’s only awkward if you’re fucking him too