Yeah (Yeah)
It's too much on me
It's too much on my shoulders (Yeah)
Can you be my zombie? Girl, you is never sober
I've been longing (What?)
For some fuckin' closure (Closure)
Girl, come over, let's get closer (Yeah)
Let's get over with it, no reminiscin'
Don't tell our friends (Nah)
That I went missin' (Gone)
I left an imprint in my room
I got demons in my closet, yet it's full of shoes
Back of the Honda (What?)
Back of the parking lot, smokin' on blunts (Yeah)
And anything else we got (What? Yeah)
Put down a Zz'Rot Portal
My squad pullin' up with a hundred fifty shots (Pull up)
Yeah, it get militant, realer than home invasion in your city, I'm pillagin'
Trash all the pills, I've been sober, it's menacin'
Makin' these songs is my only real medicine
Fuck out my face, bitch (Yeah), I'm baked (Yeah) on Bicycle Day (What?)
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch, I'm baked on Bicycle Day
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch (What?), I'm baked on Bicycle Day
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch (Uh-woah), I'm baked on Bicycle Day (Yeah)
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways (Yeah)
Yeah, ha
I don't feel the same anymore
Since I took that tab and closed that fuckin' door, fuckin' door (Woah, woah)
I think you're crazy
And I'm sure, and I'm sure (Yeah, I'm sure)
I adore everything about you, girl, bound for the floor
Back of the Honda (What?)
Back of the parking lot, smokin' on blunts (Yeah)
And anything else we got (What? Yeah)
Put down a Zz'Rot Portal
My squad pullin' up with a hundred fifty shots (Pull up)
Yeah, it get militant, realer than home invasion in your city, I'm pillagin'
Trash all the pills, I've been sober, it's menacin'
Makin' these songs is my only real medicine
Fuck out my face, bitch (Yeah), I'm baked on Bicycle Day (What?)
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch, I'm baked on Bicycle Day
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch (What?), I'm baked on Bicycle Day
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways
Fuck out my face, bitch (Uh-woah), I'm baked on Bicycle Day (Yeah)
I'm gettin' paid for havin' fun, but I still hate these ways (Yeah)
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