Feel something under my skin
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad though
Sweet like pixy sticks
It feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Changed my lock still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes and wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why I crash when I'm on my own
Whoa, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
I ain't even out of my city
Get my bread up, no, I gotta eat more
Heavy neck made me drop to the sea floor
Motion sickness, yeah, I'm about to throw up
F*ck a yacht, yeah, I think I'ma blow up
Too much attention when I'm in this party
F*ck a diddy, no, I ain't that naughty
But me and your girl, yeah, we just getting started
Whoa, how in the f*ck did you find me
Amongst all of these women around me
I got too many options to handle
But there's love all around, you surrounding
If you want come along on my journey
Hoping you don't mind that all the drugs come
You upset when you told me to stop that
I'd do anything for you, you know that
I'm quitting it right now, no questions asked
When it comes down to helping you
It becomes important to face my past
I'm trying to move on still
I've been pushing away taking more pills
Try to suppress the pain, no, it still kills
But I'd rather not lose you than sit still
Pray to God that's the way that you still feel
Feel something under my skin
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad, though
Sweet like pixy sticks
Feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Change my lock, still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you, oh
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes
And wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why
I crash when I'm on my own
Woah, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
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Feel something under my skin
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad though
Sweet like pixy sticks
It feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Changed my lock still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes and wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why I crash when I'm on my own
Whoa, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
I ain't even out of my city
Get my bread up, no, I gotta eat more
Heavy neck made me drop to the sea floor
Motion sickness, yeah, I'm about to throw up
F*ck a yacht, yeah, I think I'ma blow up
Too much attention when I'm in this party
F*ck a diddy, no, I ain't that naughty
But me and your girl, yeah, we just getting started
Whoa, how in the f*ck did you find me
Amongst all of these women around me
I got too many options to handle
But there's love all around, you surrounding
If you want come along on my journey
Hoping you don't mind that all the drugs come
You upset when you told me to stop that
I'd do anything for you, you know that
I'm quitting it right now, no questions asked
When it comes down to helping you
It becomes important to face my past
I'm trying to move on still
I've been pushing away taking more pills
Try to suppress the pain, no, it still kills
But I'd rather not lose you than sit still
Pray to God that's the way that you still feel
Feel something under my skin
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad, though
Sweet like pixy sticks
Feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Change my lock, still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you, oh
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes
And wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why
I crash when I'm on my own
Woah, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad though
Sweet like pixy sticks
It feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Changed my lock still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes and wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why I crash when I'm on my own
Whoa, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
I ain't even out of my city
Get my bread up, no, I gotta eat more
Heavy neck made me drop to the sea floor
Motion sickness, yeah, I'm about to throw up
F*ck a yacht, yeah, I think I'ma blow up
Too much attention when I'm in this party
F*ck a diddy, no, I ain't that naughty
But me and your girl, yeah, we just getting started
Whoa, how in the f*ck did you find me
Amongst all of these women around me
I got too many options to handle
But there's love all around, you surrounding
If you want come along on my journey
Hoping you don't mind that all the drugs come
You upset when you told me to stop that
I'd do anything for you, you know that
I'm quitting it right now, no questions asked
When it comes down to helping you
It becomes important to face my past
I'm trying to move on still
I've been pushing away taking more pills
Try to suppress the pain, no, it still kills
But I'd rather not lose you than sit still
Pray to God that's the way that you still feel
Feel something under my skin
F*ck a sleeve, think I got some tricks
Powder bitch, but she's still bad, though
Sweet like pixy sticks
Feel a little too good when you stroke my ego
Change my lock, still keyed though
I don't want my heart to be open season
Hoping I still please you, oh
I wish you would touch more of my body
Yeah, you leave notes, but I ain't one to study
I hold my hands in front my eyes
And wait till you come home
I seem to find the reason why
I crash when I'm on my own
Woah, I got too many drinks in my cup
I got too many people up on me
No, I can't even blink from the blunt
I've been stressed from the crowd that don't understand me
Trying to be entertaining, you're not too pretty
I'ma still hit you up when I'm in the city
If you say no, I'm laughing to feel a pity
Writer: James Oliver-Petty
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