1942

You so fuckin' low-key

Only show the plate when you're on dates

Seems like you don't know me

Go ahead and eat, won't change a thing

But tell me what it is

What it is

Don't beat around the bush

Tell me what it is

And what it isn't

'Cause I'm fucked up

On that 1942

You don't mix it with nothing

Like it's 1942

We be warring for nothing

Girl, it's 19:42

Thought you worked a nine-to-five

Something ain't adding up

You don't do overtime

'42 got us fucked up

Yo

Asked you who's your first love?

You said your ex, your previous

When I give you hugs, does it replace the feeling?

Calling me a clown, but we both not serious

Time's the best healer, but your scars still vivid

I done lost myself to this imposter syndrome

Hard on myself, but you're so forgiving

Occupation exposes me to badder bitches

And half wouldn't be here if I weren't winnin'

We do this all the time

Passion on overdrive

Call me when you're sober

Yeah

Love got no compromise

Passion on overdrive

Call me when you're sober

Yeah

But tell me what it is

What it is

Don't beat around the bush

Tell me what it is

And what it isn't

'Cause I'm fucked up

On that 1942

You don't mix it with nothing

Like it's 1942

We be warring for nothing

Girl, it's 19:42

Thought you worked a nine-to-five

Something ain't adding up

You don't do overtime

'42 got us fucked up