If i don’t shove my fuckin’ dick in yo’ mouth, bitch I’m not gon’ fuckin’ cry, fucking goin’ outta town I really liked you, shit (i-i liked you too)įuckin’ drive my car, fuckin’ drive my car (really?) hell yeah, only drove you girl, when i was drunkįuck it, could’ve had a brand new lexus with my exes Listen, threw me in the dump, truthfully i don’t give a fuck “i mean, well, i mean, easy-” (one, two, three) How can you get far when you never even driven How the fuck you livin’ when i, i-i’m barely livin’ Talkin’ ‘bout you're broke, but, baby girl you livin’ So if any pay due, have it in stick shift (bitch) You should think about the passenger, how he feltĬause every time i was inside of you, no seatbelt If i do that i’m just gonna look like another customer (hoe) Talkin’ bout, “you need to be waxed, and be buffer”īut you wasn’t saying shit when you was yompin’ at my muffler They said love was blind, i got caught in yo' headlights, dead Thought we was good to go, but you was running them red lights I wish you would've put your turn signal on before you turned into a bitch "i swear you should’ve been a ford car how i maintenance yo’ ass" Time's going to waste like crumpled up trash, i just get nothing but flack I said "well, the key is really not to think much"Īnd then we linked up, now a couple months passed, and She busted out laughing, "how you think this ish up?" Though a nigga so small like a sink in my tub I told you how i feel, i think i'm in love I wish that i could show you how i feel, but You know in furniture stores, the hoes spill with the fabric samples? Uh, wow, i must've lucked up cause my life was a mess, just clusterfucked up Was on the runway like fashion, we fucked with passionįuck you bitch, i got my car fixed, and now i’m smashin’īut really, my engine works, zoom, keep flashin’ Played me like a lottery, the one with the scratchesĬould never brace a nigga down, i broke them brackets My heart engine was the fastest, and that bitch crashed it I’m lyin’, sarah still made me the saddest, bitch She ain’t got the fattest ass, but she got the baddest assetsĪnd she give good brain to pass them ap classesĪnd through these glasses, she the baddest (bad bitch)Īnd now i’m the gladdest, when i get her at night like gladysĪnd i for a fact, know that i love her more than a tad bit Original text at /1050151 ★ verse 1: tyler, the creator ★
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