woosah

I be changing up the crib every quarter I got tired of not living how I wanna I'm a make this shit as big as I wanna I get lost of my way to the kitchen in the morning Somewhere in the hills of Montana Baby gotta heal from the traumas Mailbox filled up with commas I'm a make enough to disappear if you wanna I ain't got no time to waste on the come up I be changing up the crib every quarter (every quarter) I get lost on my way back from the kitchen 'Cause I don't know which way I'm going in the corridor I told her woosah, woosah (Woosah, woosah) Yeah Utah, jazzed off a few shots and woosah Yeah, you gotta woosah when I do talk It's that to the moon talk I know what I want, give no fucks what you want Woosah, woosah Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw Fuck what you saw I been on my day to day (yeah, uh) Disappear like David Blaine I'm talking woosah, woosah Fuck the hoopla I saw what I saw, fuck what you saw I been on my day to day Disappear like David Blaine Shorty tryna act like she perfect, she didn't have to Sometimes shit isn't working until it has to I been in my bag, I been workin' like I still have to Got mom and dad off Sherman, you know I had to Woosah, woosah Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw Fuck what you saw I been on my day to day (yeah) Disappear like David Blaine I told her woosah, woosah I told her woosah, woosah Not the type of person concerned with what I can't do Woosah, woosah Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw Fuck what you saw I been on my day to day, uh Disappear like David Blaine, uh I told her woosah, woosah