Well I'll just go kill myself if she won't text me back
Hold my breath for 360 seconds leave my flesh intact
Like hungry crabs I fell in love with every trap
Yeah it's pretty tragic that my clever mind got all involved with that
Well it's a tall order and I'm feelin too short
A venti iced chai and a couple Newports
Got me showboating over troubled waters, duex sortes
Well of course I fell off course from this divorce and what's more
I'm tossin' way more overboard than I ever have before oh
Please please please let's settle the score
I'm rockin' dual sports like Michael Jordan
The best producer in the West, but the rhymes since New Orleans
I got reasons to be faded, you keep secrets in your purses
I got pocket aces, you got a trajectory for church service
What's worse than being worthless? Being used for just my services
Kinda shit got me feeling mass murderous
And I ain't feelin' your earnestness, just nervousness
Stomach full of urchins I'm a pissed off person
You said to curb my aggression cause mine been used as a weapon
Testin' the boundaries fencin' us in
Messin' my hair up again
I'm clutchin' the dutch and the glass, I'm takin' a puff of the gas
She f*cked up and drunk driving dusk comin' up fast, wait
Why the f*ck is she mad? Wait, why the f*ck is she mad
This EP feels like rehab for shit I need to rehash
I relapse, every time I need my weed stash
I been payin' attention to the basics, been a little bit since I been in amazement
What you need from me? I ask eagerly
My life's a DVD that they'd release for free on TV easily uh, yeah
Jittery critters been litterin' illiterate and bickerin' pickin up bars from the internet
If you wanna get intimate I could get it in, militant women been killin' it oh
A motherf*cker still timid calm down with some sippin'
F*ck that I need dome while trippin' lace it with sticky grip that shit with conviction
Don't get killed on a mission
Are you still addicted friction
Could you afford to pay attention to my diction
Pretty please can I have your permission
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Well I'll just go kill myself if she won't text me back
Hold my breath for 360 seconds leave my flesh intact
Like hungry crabs I fell in love with every trap
Yeah it's pretty tragic that my clever mind got all involved with that
Well it's a tall order and I'm feelin too short
A venti iced chai and a couple Newports
Got me showboating over troubled waters, duex sortes
Well of course I fell off course from this divorce and what's more
I'm tossin' way more overboard than I ever have before oh
Please please please let's settle the score
I'm rockin' dual sports like Michael Jordan
The best producer in the West, but the rhymes since New Orleans
I got reasons to be faded, you keep secrets in your purses
I got pocket aces, you got a trajectory for church service
What's worse than being worthless? Being used for just my services
Kinda shit got me feeling mass murderous
And I ain't feelin' your earnestness, just nervousness
Stomach full of urchins I'm a pissed off person
You said to curb my aggression cause mine been used as a weapon
Testin' the boundaries fencin' us in
Messin' my hair up again
I'm clutchin' the dutch and the glass, I'm takin' a puff of the gas
She f*cked up and drunk driving dusk comin' up fast, wait
Why the f*ck is she mad? Wait, why the f*ck is she mad
This EP feels like rehab for shit I need to rehash
I relapse, every time I need my weed stash
I been payin' attention to the basics, been a little bit since I been in amazement
What you need from me? I ask eagerly
My life's a DVD that they'd release for free on TV easily uh, yeah
Jittery critters been litterin' illiterate and bickerin' pickin up bars from the internet
If you wanna get intimate I could get it in, militant women been killin' it oh
A motherf*cker still timid calm down with some sippin'
F*ck that I need dome while trippin' lace it with sticky grip that shit with conviction
Don't get killed on a mission
Are you still addicted friction
Could you afford to pay attention to my diction
Pretty please can I have your permission
Hold my breath for 360 seconds leave my flesh intact
Like hungry crabs I fell in love with every trap
Yeah it's pretty tragic that my clever mind got all involved with that
Well it's a tall order and I'm feelin too short
A venti iced chai and a couple Newports
Got me showboating over troubled waters, duex sortes
Well of course I fell off course from this divorce and what's more
I'm tossin' way more overboard than I ever have before oh
Please please please let's settle the score
I'm rockin' dual sports like Michael Jordan
The best producer in the West, but the rhymes since New Orleans
I got reasons to be faded, you keep secrets in your purses
I got pocket aces, you got a trajectory for church service
What's worse than being worthless? Being used for just my services
Kinda shit got me feeling mass murderous
And I ain't feelin' your earnestness, just nervousness
Stomach full of urchins I'm a pissed off person
You said to curb my aggression cause mine been used as a weapon
Testin' the boundaries fencin' us in
Messin' my hair up again
I'm clutchin' the dutch and the glass, I'm takin' a puff of the gas
She f*cked up and drunk driving dusk comin' up fast, wait
Why the f*ck is she mad? Wait, why the f*ck is she mad
This EP feels like rehab for shit I need to rehash
I relapse, every time I need my weed stash
I been payin' attention to the basics, been a little bit since I been in amazement
What you need from me? I ask eagerly
My life's a DVD that they'd release for free on TV easily uh, yeah
Jittery critters been litterin' illiterate and bickerin' pickin up bars from the internet
If you wanna get intimate I could get it in, militant women been killin' it oh
A motherf*cker still timid calm down with some sippin'
F*ck that I need dome while trippin' lace it with sticky grip that shit with conviction
Don't get killed on a mission
Are you still addicted friction
Could you afford to pay attention to my diction
Pretty please can I have your permission
Writer: Gavin Dunn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid