X-Rated

[Chorus: Leon Thomas III] She just want to take it off Blame it on the alcohol X-Rated on her tongue, watch it dissolve X-Rated, girl, if these walls could talk [Post-Chorus: Leon Thomas III] If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk [Verse 1: Leon Thomas III] I don't even know what to call it But you're a borderline young alcoholic (Yeah) Oh, it's always a good time, even on a Wednesday night You be front line, even let my homeboy try Giving samples, baby, you a handful Oh, so savage, killing all the average Oh, man (Uh) [Bridge: Leon Thomas III] You still fronting like you're innocent (Uh) Tell me, do you feel it yet? (Uh) You still fronting like you're innocent (Uh) But I know (Uh) You still fronting like you're innocent (Uh) Baby, tell me, do you feel it yet? (Uh) You still fronting like you're innocent (Uh) I know [Chorus: Leon Thomas III] She just want to take it off Blame it on the alcohol X-Rated on her tongue, watch it dissolve X-Rated, girl, if these walls could talk [Post-Chorus: Leon Thomas III] If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk [Verse 2: Benny the Butcher] Yo, yo (The Butcher comin') Imagine being attached to something that come and go If these walls could talk they'd probably say something you don't wanna know I stumbled over a few broken hearts, yeah, I'm one of those This summer, she hitting me, next summer, it's one of the bros (I know) But I'm never hating, I'm operating under the code That I never break, I already had what's under them clothes You know the type, right? Deep down inside, she want to go but don't want no one to know Say she's never done this before (Really?) And I'ma act like I ain't hear that line a hundred and four Times, to be exact, that shit'll never get old By the time I believe that, baby, hell'll be froze You got secret relationships that will probably never be known And I'm sick of to the dick niggas, I wish y'all better luck And how y'all calling women hoes that y'all ain't never touch Smart paper, big eagles, of course they gon' rather us When you try to impress women, that shit just don't measure up Soon as you get a scent of it, probably gon' think she innocent No kids, and a college degree, see, that's what she get 'em with After one date, she give you a taste, look, now you spending it Get a bag out you, maybe some cash and that's the end of it I'm all for it, get that paper, I'm not defending it I'm not a savior, I'm a gangster and a gentleman Ayo, Leon, I got a confession Since we kicking it, she got me too Zaddy, I need some money Why I'm sending it? [Outro: Leon Thomas III] If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk If these walls could talk