Fields
I'm a motherfucker
Like Oedipus
Nails in my eyes I got that nine inch
Can't even see where I'm driving
I hit a tree now I'm flying
I can't have sex no more
Spend the whole time being silent
What the fuck was your name again
Sharon Karen or Violet
Fucked a Karen once it went something like this
She had short ass hair and fat ass hips
She demanded to see a manager
After I came inside and I tried to dip
I kicked her ass out
And I paid her for her troubles
She had a huge fit and demanded I pay double, hell no
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
Falling to the floor my knees shaking
This bitch is knocking at my door I think she needs restraining
Right now she's crying at my window
I'm just tryna play Nintendo
Tryna mix shit in Nuendo
Maybe I'll just watch some porn damn
I'm feeling bored and
I have no where to go
I'm tryna perfect the envelope on this LFO
Driving UFO's in space
I'm in a race against time
I'm on a carousel tryna cup the world in my mind
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
Bitches don't look at me, no more
Acting so awkwardly, they avoid
Constantly talk behind, your back
Pussies like wringing out, your neck
They wanna speak about your ass
Might as well let them bitches taste
They wanna talk shit, make em eat shit
Slap the shit out of their fucking face
Never gave a damn, about what they think
Tryna fit me to your boring story
My kinda life got a-peal
Y'all sold y'all soul to purgatory
Don't have time to settle down
Ain't got time to sit and dwell
This world keeps going round and round
Like a fucking carousel
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
Like Oedipus
Nails in my eyes I got that nine inch
Can't even see where I'm driving
I hit a tree now I'm flying
I can't have sex no more
Spend the whole time being silent
What the fuck was your name again
Sharon Karen or Violet
Fucked a Karen once it went something like this
She had short ass hair and fat ass hips
She demanded to see a manager
After I came inside and I tried to dip
I kicked her ass out
And I paid her for her troubles
She had a huge fit and demanded I pay double, hell no
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
Falling to the floor my knees shaking
This bitch is knocking at my door I think she needs restraining
Right now she's crying at my window
I'm just tryna play Nintendo
Tryna mix shit in Nuendo
Maybe I'll just watch some porn damn
I'm feeling bored and
I have no where to go
I'm tryna perfect the envelope on this LFO
Driving UFO's in space
I'm in a race against time
I'm on a carousel tryna cup the world in my mind
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
Bitches don't look at me, no more
Acting so awkwardly, they avoid
Constantly talk behind, your back
Pussies like wringing out, your neck
They wanna speak about your ass
Might as well let them bitches taste
They wanna talk shit, make em eat shit
Slap the shit out of their fucking face
Never gave a damn, about what they think
Tryna fit me to your boring story
My kinda life got a-peal
Y'all sold y'all soul to purgatory
Don't have time to settle down
Ain't got time to sit and dwell
This world keeps going round and round
Like a fucking carousel
Life goes round and round
It's like I'm trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
I'm feeling very well
But I'm still trapped in the cycle
The bubble wraps even tighter
My minds a carousel
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Writer(s): Dillon Holder
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