Favorite Song

This could be our favorite song
I just wish we could get along
Cause I don't mind and you don't mind
I can feel it coming back again
This could be our favorite song

She suck my dick like she used to
She don't know what's good
But baby you do
And my hearts in my feelings
While my head is in the ceiling
And my stomach is turning inside out
While my eyes are making puddles
And my knees are on the ground
My mouth is talking circles
And my face is making frowns
And no body could tell me how I feel right now
Cause you don't know yeah

This could be our favorite song
I just wish we could get along
Cause I don't mind and you don't mind
I can feel it coming back again
This could be our favorite song

Wifed up lifed up
Next bitch pipe down
Hard to give a fuck
Focus on my life now
I've been through everything
Can't tell you nothing baby
I caught you lying on your cellular phone
You told her that her daddy ain't home
I caught you lying on your cellular phone
You told her that her daddy ain't home



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Citara
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