Fried (A Love Song)

Fried
Baby, I'm fried
You know that I'm fried
I'm fried
Fried
I'm fried
Baby, I'm fried
You know that I'm fried
I'm fried

Why (why)
Do I think of you when I'm high (high)
I just wish we both could just fly (fly)
First class bus pass in the sky
Baby, I'm fried
Wondering why (why)
Do I think of you when I'm high (high)
I just wish we both could just fly (fly)
First class bus pass in the sky
I'm fried

I just ate a watermelon (yeah)
I ain't felon (nah)
Where is my wallet (huh?)
There ain't no tellin' (woah, ay)
Ooh (woah)
Puffin' on a pink juul (juul)
Plottin' on a bad bitch (yeah)
Hop right into the pool (pool)
Hop right into the two-door, a couple shawties in the back, yeah
A couple nuggets in the backwood
A couple nuggets in the sack
She want me to trap (trap, trap)
She throwin' it back (back, back)
She know that you wack (yeah, wack)
She hope you get clapped (clapped, damn)
I know a couple shawties 'round the world, yeah (around the globe, yeah, facts)
But I can't help but think about you girl (what the fuck? god damn)
Vanilla chocolate swirl (vanilla chocolate swirl)
I wanna watch you pearl that blunt (please)

Yeah, ay
It's hypnotizing me
Facts (ooh, baby)
Baby, you're hypnotizing me
Hypnotizing me (Yeah, woah, woah, yeah)

Chinese for breakfast, don't got a necklace (yeah, necklace)
Don't got a girlfriend, shoutout my exes (exes)
Shoutout my cellphone, don't got a Nexus (Nexus)
No, yes, then hell no, then drive to Texas (skrt)
Orange on the bag so you notice me (yeah, that)
I but I don't need a bag for her to notice me (nah)
Dripping in the swag that comes with poetry (uh huh, facts)
Catch me at the plateau, prolly blowing trees (right)
I know you like that (like that)
When I hit you up, you hit me right back (yeah, you do)
I need my light back (please)
Dark stout backwood, I'm tryna light that (light that)

Why (why)
Do I think of you when I'm high (high)
I just wish we both could just fly (fly)
First class bus pass in the sky
Baby, I'm fried
Wondering why (why)
Do I think of you when I'm high (high)
I just wish we both could just fly (fly)
First class bus pass in the sky
I'm fried



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mcleod
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