歌詞

If I ever do a show bet I skip the fucking meet and greet 'Cause if I put a name to a face it's like the heebie jee Bees all on my front porch here for the sticky weed I don't even smoke they like geeze I brought three for free Young and reckless lately thanking God that nobody knows I feel the itch to run away but you know how that goes I'm big talk but a little man stuck in my woes I hit the gym till it disappeared right off of the coast And now my weight dropping Got me in this motel lobby like what the steak options Lady got a Nobel body, it make me late often Me I got a no tell hobby, you with the jakes talking Boy you know they stay watching Keep my cam unplugged unless we making love As if it's getting high off of bending joints and aching lungs Wet vibrations like we bathing in a shaking tub She don't really deal with credit cards she just taking tongue So when it's all said and done I'mma pet it start Laying out the drinks like I really went and set the bar Someone call a medic like we trapped in a smoking car Windows up laughing I'm a death away from smoking tar "Why you hot box? You don't even smoke pot! Second hand high make you feel it like some pop rocks" All I care about is her in yellow striped crop tops Never take my eyes off her even if the cop stops Yeah, this a tale of adolescence Yeah, this a tale of adolescence Yeah, this a tale of adolescence Tale of adolescence, never learn my lessons Tale of adolescence, never learn my lessons Tale of adolescence, never learn my lessons
Writer(s): Chris Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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