text: These days of preference has no complexion
  You could be light, dark, mixed or fair skin
  Just light the candle
  Cold sweats down the handle, lifes a gamble
  And she know
  Love with me is like a casino, outside of Reno
  A couple white lines
  A cup of white wine of Pinot, Italian Grigio
  House keys to P.O
  Ride from overseas but thats basic
  Wasted, high on the West Side Highway
  Drunk enough to fuck with, face it
  Hangovers, leftovers in the Range Rover
  Shame on her, make up or get a makeover
  Think over, Glenfiddich start to takeover
  When I brainstorm, all the hoes aint got a thing on her
  Audemars, season order like summer fall
  I throw the Audemars, then I throw out all the ball
  New Dior from the boutique store
  Only thing in common that we got is that we want it all
  Little cutie pie, saw her looking super fly
  More Justin Timberlake on my suit and tie
  Try to scrutinize, cause I keep two inside
  Suicides? No sir, hoes get the Uber ride
  Or we can kiss til the sun come up
  Or, sit on my lap til somethin come up
  She aint really wanna club, I dont really wanna judge
  Girl just wanna have fun til the fun run up
  On the highway to my place
  Its higher than you ever been
  By to my way, be all day
  Me, you and all your friends
  In love, fuckin
  In love, just too much, ohh
  These days of preference has no complexion
  You could be light, dark, mixed or fair skin
  Just light the candle
  Cold sweats down the handle, lifes a gamble
  And she know
  Love with me is like a casino, outside of Reno
  A couple white lines
  A cup of white wine of Pinot, Italian Grigio
  House keys to P.O
  Ride from overseas but thats basic
  Wasted, high on the West Side Highway
  Drunk enough to fuck with, face it
  On the highway to my place
  Its higher than you ever been
  By to my way, be all day
  Me, you and all your friends
  In love, fuckin
  In love, just too much, ohh