Shawn Chrystopher - Bend Ya ft Frank Ocean & Mann lyrics

rate me

I bend you, oh I’m bending, bending, bending,

Bending you, oh yeah

A permanent euphoria, every day is shit

While I handle my money,

Left hand be on your bitch

Rapping it made me rich

Money give me the women

Money we just be throwing it

Women they just be getting it

All my girls fly like they all flight attendants

10 set, picky as fuck, she got a look innocent

Sense, send us, all fucking industry

Ain’t no saint, neither is she

But we pretend to be

Is it out of pocket, to say I like the attention

Not to mention, you even know how high I’ve been getting

Experimenting, cause it’s different

Changing, growing, leaning, smoking

Rolling, making music listening to no one

I’m on one, 20 years old, rolling my pounds

Big, that’s why I’m shaded up, looking so calm

Giving you the world from my point of view

A true, beat they mom and dad and boy

That’s what I’m sposed to do

[Chorus]

Bending you, oh I’m bending, bending, bending

Bending you

All the spoons in my kitchen

(Bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya up, and bend ya back down

All the girls in my bedroom

(They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya in and bend ya in and bend ya back out

All the rules to this game, oh I

(bend, I bend, I bend, I bend)

Bend it girl, bend it girl

Every time I close my eyes to see a different dream

I pray to god that we don’t close until we see reach our dreams

Talents tuition for daughter that I ain’t eve father

Now I got a ...at the altar, call me prince of keane

Sticks digit for me to greed in the offer

They used to call me waldo, them bitch now call me water

Huh, yeah, I’m higher than them urkle pants,

Living without a purpose man, but that just got my circumstance

And I mean it if you want it, come and get it boy

Death come in 3’s and y’all looking like some triple boys

In highschool I climb the roof so I can smoke my weed

The dealers knew that I was young and sold me bag of seeds

Yo, I’m chasing dreams, hoes chasing me

But I just get they name and number like the...dee

Cause all I wanna do is roll up hash

And smash the ass of a bitch who look like Kim Kardashian

[Chorus]

Bending you, oh I’m bending, bending, bending

Bending you

All the spoons in my kitchen

(Bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya up, and bend ya back down

All the girls in my bedroom

(They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya in and bend ya in and bend ya back out

All the rules to this game, oh I

(bend, I bend, I bend, I bend)

Bend it girl, bend it girl

She is the last straw

I bend her and sip slow

My pencil draws her closer

She gets high and bends low

Long flight from my callie mistress

To a district of red lights

Prostitutes and rich niggas

Just a recipe for long nights

Shake well and all they do

I’m laying next to some girl

Who last night showed me things I never knew now

Either I’m bending space or I’m just bending spacing

I put my heart on tracks but it’s 4 years

Man that shit still racing

One bed, 2 girls, 3 way, 4 times

My ... came off with her clothes

It’s paradise of the mind

Absolute vodka, mixed with absolute freedom

I meet my darkest side, and it’s a pleasure just to meet him

I’m thinking bout puffing him right where I’m fucking

Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow’s not coming

If tomorrow ain’t coming that’s the name that she told me

But when you hit this level every first name is phone number

Here, the air tastes better, weed is more poking

And girls seem wither, ...drinks just stronger

Nocturnal nigga, these nights seem longer

I’m only here for one night

It’s Disney land for a man

White girls, blue kush, red lights

American in Amsterdam.

Thanks to Andy for correcting these lyrics