Lyrics from Tiny Desk Concert

[Chorus: Noname]
Somebody done stole your heart
Turn a brick, turn into loved walls
They'll say it's an inside job
Could it be? Oh, no
La-da-da-da-da, there's too much kush and love songs, love songs
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs

[Verse 1: Smino]
Yeah, uh, shit, okay, but look
Shawty put the "freak" in "frequency," I put the "G" in "energy"
Feel like the missin' piece the whole time
Power to the people, people turn to power freaks
The power need to prolly be with God the whole time
Look, they won't be honest with you, but
Good thing you got weed, look
They gon' act like neighbors when they come knockin' at your door
With them thick-ass papers, talkin' 'bout how you can't have more power
Pussy neighbors, and did I mention there's [?]?
Nigga, by the way, look, you matter to my bro
You can call it three [?], I call it a 360
And he must be full Urkel or Goofy, if you get me
I am more than a staple, a ruler in my city
My coat gon' say Dolce, my dope came from Jorge
My gang the four Voltron
It's like when all the Power Rangers together
We different colors but we mob when it's go time
Bobbin' and weavin' like ideological reasons
To knock your brain from all the daughters of the—, you get it

[Chorus: Noname]
Somebody done stole your heart
Turn a brick, turn into loved walls
They'll say it's an inside job
Could it be? Oh, no
La-da-da-da-da, there's too much kush and love songs, love songs
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs

[Verse 2: Saba]
Okay, you cushion my fall, I couldn't be called
My engine actin' up, went back to pushin' my car
The kush was in her lung, I couldn't cushion her heart
Like butchers in the kitchen, we just keepin' it sharp
And dapper, young nappy-headed nigga, big dreams, like my papa
Had a mattress we would freak on, have your feet behind the back of your head
And naked, I'm a nigga who don't ever trip
If anything, I do too much, I'm never negligent
I take you down, it do not matter we at an event
We go for round, it's like a battery was in my shit
You natural killin', Mickey, Mallory up in the bed
Plus, we gettin' bread, plus, we gettin' bread
Fuck the questions, hustlers, any fed
Fuck who fresher, custom, any kick
So when you step, better be correct
I leave her breathless, she leave me dead, huh

[Chorus: Noname & Saba]
Somebody done stole your heart (Yeah)
Turn a brick, turn into loved walls
They'll say it's an inside job
Could it be? Oh, no
La-da-da-da-da, there's too much kush and love songs, love songs
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs

[Verse 3: Noname]
Uh-huh, yo
Walk with me and talk with me
This new money never too sunny for writin' the love song
Who gon' love me tonight? We off the Henny by the end of the night
I'm gettin' jiggy with my nigga for life
Your pacifist turned into melody, past tense
I invented the same God who invented the savage, yo
Window tint, the endo spliff, we smokin'
Broski laugh, [?] pass, we hopin', uh
What's the river, the river?
If the baptism after the service, who close the curtain on the last sinner?
Niggas want an encore after the encore
Sit in a dark room and open the heart more
Window tint, the endo spliff, we smokin'
Sky could open up and swallow ocean
Walk with me and talk with me
This new money never too sunny for writin' the love song
Who gon' love me tonight? Who gon', who gon' love me tonight?
Yeah, it's like

[Chorus: Noname]
Somebody done stole your heart
Turn a brick, turn into loved walls
They'll say it's an inside job
Could it be? Oh, no
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs

[Outro: Noname]
There's too much kush and love songs, love songs
Too much kush and love songs, love songs
Too much kush and—
Too much kush and—
Too much kush—
Too much kush and—