Frank Ocean – DHL | Lyrics Audio 2019

Lyrics "DHL" - Frank Ocean

Love that I, love that I give
Uh-huh, uh-huh, huh
That is not all that I give up..②

Look at them shakes, uh-huh
Made up a dance
How come you shook
But I ain’t took out my hands
Beans, Starbucks, starstruck

B**ch comin’ soon, yeah
That’s ’cause you suck, yeah
That’s comin’ soon
Come on, I’m back, I want my babe
Stayin’ alert, I’m going steady
‘Cause on my chains, diamonds keep callin’
Findin’ the key, put it in, Kawasaki
Totin’ that Amazon
S**t like 6’5
Take back, rewind, now I rewind
Ooh, ooh, baby, be mine
Ooh, ooh, baby, be mine

Just got a pack, came from DHL
Just caught up with a pack
I got a pack, came from DHL
Just got off like a bail
I got a pack
New ones in my jail
Just got out, found a pack
I got a pack
Just got a pack, came from DHL
We get the check, bail
I got a pack, came from DHL
Just caught up on a pill
I got a

N**gas think it’s new, it ain’t new, boy
Old files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, tell the truth, yeah
Boy-toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover
Boy-toy ride me like a Uber, like the Uber

Smiley face, factory casing, ain’t bust it down, yeah
I laugh and I forgave it, violations, ain’t seen ’em around, yeah
Could test it, wavy pool, sit behind the pool
I’m tellin’ the truth, bro
Remind me of trade, brushin’ his waves
S**t look like ramen noodles

F**k, this s**t sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, bro
And it still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon
New files sittin’ on my drive, nothin’ new, yeah
New vibes and I can’t get down, what to do, yeah
New vibes, really can’t get down to the pool, yeah
New glist’ sittin’ on the cyst on my wrist, yeah
New b**ch ridin’ on my d**k like a kick, yeah

All in a day then I paid for the studio rate, instead of the rent, yeah
Now I can hang in this b**ch every day, wait for some inspiration to hit me
Look like I’m dressed for a hike but I really look like I’m in Paris and s**t, yeah
Look like I’m dressed for a camp
‘Cause I’m pitchin’ a bag like I’m pitchin’ a tent, yeah

This ain’t no f**kin’ hopes and dreams, it’s prophecy
How’d he sleep Faith is in the coffee bean
Roman numerals, n**gas pourin’ up Ivy Leagues, ‘spose
Double D’s exposed, throw some beats
F**kin’ these h*es, leave, now my f**kin’ floor stores
Move me slow, yes
Ooh, he TX, XTC rollin’
You seen my bag, it’s swollen, I want more, I can’t even fold it
I drop you a pin like I’m bowling
You want it, so now you up on it
Breakfast and dinners is plenty, we spend all that time alone, alone
Watchin’ the clouds roll, woah

Just got a pack, came from the DHL
Just caught up with a pack
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just caught up with a pack
I got a pack, woah, a pack, yeah
Just caught up with a pack
I got a pack on DHL
Just caught up with a pill
There it is, woo

DHL, just caught up with a pack
I got a pack, came up on DHL
Just came up with a pack
I got a pack, came up on DHL
Just caught up with a pack
I got a pack, came up on DHL
Just got off with the pack

Independent jugg, sellin’ records out the trunk
I’m already rich as f**k so the products in the front
Got my partner in the front, been my BF for a month
But we been f**kin’ from the jump…

➤ Written by Frank Ocean, Alexander Ridha, Jennifer Ivory, George Jones, Starleana Taylor, Stephen Washington
Produced by Daniel Aged, Noah Goldstein, Boys Noize & Frank Ocean
Frank Ocean | 2019

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