IWH II
Get under cover you're ducking them now
I ain't a bitch, though Braggadocious as fuck just like a fucking bitch
Fuck you, I Love you can we go visit Remedy's house?
The other giggled and she isn't resisting
Mutter whispers into your ear, tickling your drum
Put together with fear, it's near making you numb
Teeth ear to ear laughing, damn really makes you look young
Back to when I could slap a drum, you would clap and you sung
But now if I patted your bum, you can't relax and you'll run
I keep going back to back about your past and you're from
But forget about it, nothing to hear about it, you're here about it
Come get a beer, got something to share about it?
Be careful taking them shits to the head
You will definitely vomit
We just want you to relax
Take a seat with your glass, have some weed, speak with us, laugh
I have to piss...
Mama told me to go play in the house
Continual choice to be angry and bitching
Now I play with my toys on the couch
Wishing I could lift my spirit again
Whiskey and Gin, all the rum is empty again
Look at the bit of dribble drip from your mouth
Freakin' mystical, a couple shots blowing you out
A lightweight, and irate when in this liquor, instantly makes the night great
Even when it gives me a migraine
My side aches. I'm high as shit
Saying all these words making my lips dry as shit
I ain't really tryna be talking all this wild shit
So wait let me take my time and shit
Let the beat breathe
I ain't a bitch, though Braggadocious as fuck just like a fucking bitch
Fuck you, I Love you can we go visit Remedy's house?
The other giggled and she isn't resisting
Mutter whispers into your ear, tickling your drum
Put together with fear, it's near making you numb
Teeth ear to ear laughing, damn really makes you look young
Back to when I could slap a drum, you would clap and you sung
But now if I patted your bum, you can't relax and you'll run
I keep going back to back about your past and you're from
But forget about it, nothing to hear about it, you're here about it
Come get a beer, got something to share about it?
Be careful taking them shits to the head
You will definitely vomit
We just want you to relax
Take a seat with your glass, have some weed, speak with us, laugh
I have to piss...
Mama told me to go play in the house
Continual choice to be angry and bitching
Now I play with my toys on the couch
Wishing I could lift my spirit again
Whiskey and Gin, all the rum is empty again
Look at the bit of dribble drip from your mouth
Freakin' mystical, a couple shots blowing you out
A lightweight, and irate when in this liquor, instantly makes the night great
Even when it gives me a migraine
My side aches. I'm high as shit
Saying all these words making my lips dry as shit
I ain't really tryna be talking all this wild shit
So wait let me take my time and shit
Let the beat breathe
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Writer(s): Despues Green
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