Light me up

[Intro]

[Verse]
Clock’s off, phone’s dead, I ain’t pickin’ it up
Boss can wait, baby, I’m busy gettin’ fucked up
Rollin’ this blunt with my fingers slow
Taste the smoke, taste my skin, you already know

[Chorus]
Light me up, take a hit, let it burn
Ain’t no rush, we got time, take your turn
Fuck the job, fuck the rules, I’m on strike
Till your lips, till your hips, got me right

[Chorus]
Light me up, take a hit, let it burn
Ain’t no rush, we got time, take your turn
Fuck the job, fuck the rules, I’m on strike
Till your lips, till your hips, got me right

[Verse]
Your hands on my waist, pull me closer, yeah
Whisperin’ shit that’s makin’ me melt
Overtime? Nah, I’m workin’ this curve
Every touch got me losin’ my breath

[Pre-Chorus]
You say, "Slow down," I say, "Make me"
Every inch got me shakin’ crazy
Ain’t no clock on this kind of pay
Just your moans drippin’ sweet like syrup, babe

[Chorus]
Light me up, take a hit, let it burn
Ain’t no rush, we got time, take your turn
Fuck the job, fuck the rules, I’m on strike
Till your lips, till your hips, got me right

[Chorus]Light me up, take a hit, let it burn
Ain’t no rush, we got time, take your turn
Fuck the job, fuck the rules, I’m on strike

Country Rap with harmonica and clarinet setting the rhythm tener saxophone running unique solos deep rolling bass, male