Pessimistic and Enabler Love Affair
I'm single girl don't trip
French toast wit' the Cool Whip
Just called out my job n' shit
I'll be there from two to six
Tell your boyfriend, tell em' you quit
Tell em' that you got some new dick
Tell your girlfriends, tell em' I'm lit
Tell em' that I got the good dick, yea
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
Carbon monoxide is all I breathe
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
That loving disease is all I need
I'm single girl don't trip
French toast wit' the Cool Whip
Just called out my job n' shit
I'll be there from two to six
Tell your boyfriend, tell em' you quit
Tell em' that you got some new dick
Tell your girlfriends, tell em' I'm lit
Tell em' that I got the good dick, yea
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
Carbon monoxide, is all I breathe
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
That loving disease, is all I need
Yo waddup?
I'm chilling
I'm tryna find the move on you tho?
I ain't doing shit
Um... yea yea, just give me like maybe an hour
I gotta get dress n' all that shit
Aight I'll find out if I can get some
I'll call him up and see if he got some
And I'll spot you
I don't know probably like 30
Aight
Yea nigga, the fuck?
You fucking stupid yo'
Na, na I'm good though
Yea, yea
Just hit me up whenever
Aight
French toast wit' the Cool Whip
Just called out my job n' shit
I'll be there from two to six
Tell your boyfriend, tell em' you quit
Tell em' that you got some new dick
Tell your girlfriends, tell em' I'm lit
Tell em' that I got the good dick, yea
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
Carbon monoxide is all I breathe
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
That loving disease is all I need
I'm single girl don't trip
French toast wit' the Cool Whip
Just called out my job n' shit
I'll be there from two to six
Tell your boyfriend, tell em' you quit
Tell em' that you got some new dick
Tell your girlfriends, tell em' I'm lit
Tell em' that I got the good dick, yea
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
Carbon monoxide, is all I breathe
Ba-tha-da-da-da-tha-da-da
Free
That loving disease, is all I need
Yo waddup?
I'm chilling
I'm tryna find the move on you tho?
I ain't doing shit
Um... yea yea, just give me like maybe an hour
I gotta get dress n' all that shit
Aight I'll find out if I can get some
I'll call him up and see if he got some
And I'll spot you
I don't know probably like 30
Aight
Yea nigga, the fuck?
You fucking stupid yo'
Na, na I'm good though
Yea, yea
Just hit me up whenever
Aight
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Writer(s): Cullen Wagner-roach, Darrean Johnson
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