Lyrics by： Courtney Shanade Salter/ J. Cole/ Anthony Parrino/ T. Schoegje

Hold it need it need it yeah

Shea Butter Baby f**king up your pillow

Touch me take me kiss me

Love me depress me

Pull up black truck ganja

Wrist so blinding heart so timeless

Wishing you could meet me see me free me

You lost in the shape of my hips

Out there is a moon

If you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley make love

By a trash can

Out there is a moon

And if you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley make love by a trash can

Shea Butter Baby f**king up your pillow

Shea Butter Baby f**king up your sheets

You've crossed my mind a thousand times

The cost was fine I draw the line

I'm back relapse I'm fiending

Yes what's that The fact I'm dreaming

Coconut oil the scent of your body still lingers on sheets

I got a shot at you you wouldn't reach

Cock back cock back trigger release

Pop that top take a sip of your holiest water

I know I'm a part of your flow now

See when you cut her don't matter you love her

And now you got part of her soul now

I ain't know then but I know now

Apologies due the one and the few

The ones I been through but never loved you

I pray you found peace and you home now

I'm doin' better I got me a chocolate bar

Climbin' on top of the bar

Think of the shape of the liquor

The places you only gonna lick

When you rock with her forever

You lost in the shape of my hips

Out there is a moon

And if you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley make love by a trash can

Out there is a moon

And if you really down we can find it

Lost in an alley make love

Shea Butter Baby f**king up your pillow

I can get close to you baby pull me closer

Shea Butter

Shea Butter Baby f**king up your sheets

I can get close to you baby pull me closer