Destination Atlas
Spillin
Like
Water
Over the counter
Disappointed
Cuz you just poured it
And the floor is wet
Round the socks
You just put on and
It's still morning
Guess we know how
This day is going
Ooh wee
Bummy
Head band down to my toe-ies
Covered
Overtly by the sneaker
I do this
Ooh please
Give me two cream coffee
And sugar
I still remember chai latte
Decembers
Ain't spoke to freedom
In a couple of days
They treat him like they gonna feed him
Then get rid of the plate
Kinda like when you show up
Then get stood up on a date
Or kinda like when you done ordered
And you still gotta pay
Lonely hours is this holy hours
I speak to God and self like find your mojo
Austin powers
I shaggy shaggy
Nn scooby doo and smoke the cauliflower
When I do that I get a clue
Like blue you snoozing cop your bag let go to school
I've been hacked
The magic in my imagination is in ruin
Matter fact I'm kinda dazed
I got my back against the pool pit
Preaching to the choir of the cool kids
Im bout to set my GPS and ride to this music
Ooooh
Something telling me I gotta go
Somthings telling me this ain't my home
No more
Falling into habit that I've known (Need a)
Have a grown grown grown (Home)
Need a home (Ooh)
(Yea yea)
Need a ooh (I need a home)
Need a home (I need a home)
Need a (Ooh yea)
Like
Water
Over the counter
Disappointed
Cuz you just poured it
And the floor is wet
Round the socks
You just put on and
It's still morning
Guess we know how
This day is going
Ooh wee
Bummy
Head band down to my toe-ies
Covered
Overtly by the sneaker
I do this
Ooh please
Give me two cream coffee
And sugar
I still remember chai latte
Decembers
Ain't spoke to freedom
In a couple of days
They treat him like they gonna feed him
Then get rid of the plate
Kinda like when you show up
Then get stood up on a date
Or kinda like when you done ordered
And you still gotta pay
Lonely hours is this holy hours
I speak to God and self like find your mojo
Austin powers
I shaggy shaggy
Nn scooby doo and smoke the cauliflower
When I do that I get a clue
Like blue you snoozing cop your bag let go to school
I've been hacked
The magic in my imagination is in ruin
Matter fact I'm kinda dazed
I got my back against the pool pit
Preaching to the choir of the cool kids
Im bout to set my GPS and ride to this music
Ooooh
Something telling me I gotta go
Somthings telling me this ain't my home
No more
Falling into habit that I've known (Need a)
Have a grown grown grown (Home)
Need a home (Ooh)
(Yea yea)
Need a ooh (I need a home)
Need a home (I need a home)
Need a (Ooh yea)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandria Williams
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