| I gotta stop speaking to you like you can speak back
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| But I’m convinced you speak 3rd party through street raps
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| I hear it in the hooks and the weed sack feedback
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| I hear ya howlin at the moon while the sirens scream back
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| I thought we were best friends til the e-e-end
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| Turns out we were never really even frie-e-ends
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| Oh I get it now I’m just your A-T-e-e-M
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| And I’m this close to ringin your ne-e-eck
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| We all secretly wish we were number one on a hit list
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| So we could disappear from existence
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| We all secretly wish we were number one on a hit list
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| So we could disappear from existence
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on now
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on now
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got money to make
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| Money to burn money to make and money to burn
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| I know you didn’t mean to break the iPad
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| I know you didn’t mean to knock over the mic stand
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| It’s okay you ate the whole plate of edibles
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| The puke on my face goes great with my schedule
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| You gambled all our savings on the mayflower kennel club
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| At least you didn’t run away to chase a pedal pub
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| I should be pissed you never even acknowledge me
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| But I know you’re totally indifferent to technology
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| We all secretly wish we were number one on a hit list
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| So we could disappear from existence
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| We all secretly wish we were number one on a hit list
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| So we could disappear from existence
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on now
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on now
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got money to make
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| Money to burn money to make and money to burn
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| Black jeans and a burner phone no minutes
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| Wrong keys and a working poem I gotta finish
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| Can’t get a word in without disturbing your business
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| Running around in the cold like why the fuck can’t you just listen look I get
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| it!
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| The food sucks and that squirrel was delicious
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| This isn’t an escape mission your chases bitches
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| But I’m tired. |
| Can’t we just do this in our own kitchen?
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| I’m trying to fuck my girl and order general Tso’s chicken
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| We all secretly wish
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| We all secretly wish
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| We all secretly wish we were number one on a hit list
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| So we could disappear from existence
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
|
| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
|
| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| Come on
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| Come on
|
| Come on
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| Come on now
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| Come on
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| Come on
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| Come on
|
| Come on now
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| I can’t chase you all night I got my new shoes on
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| And I’m scared of getting shot on some crazy ladies lawn
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| I can’t chase you all night I got money to make
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| Money to burn money to make and money to burn |