Geppetto (feat. Retro Hills)
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
Who ever fucking my ex do a better job
I don't entertain past lovers I dead em all
Apologies to those involved but I've evolved
If you ain't fucking with me be dissolved
She the type to hear my song and say the beat is off
How typical
Hungry for attention I blame the digital
World that we living in
Girl fuck opinions
I don't do triangles and that's
Word to Phineas
With his triangle shaped head ass aha
You know my style I'll say anything to make you smile
And if it's easy it ain't worthwhile
Dove in that thing chest first
Plus I still did the leg work
All hearts, no spades
Can't do the clubs no more
Can't put a diamond on your finger 'til i know forsure
Remember driving 30 minutes to your crib
For you to say you ain't feel like seeing me
You ain't shit
Really thought my last girl would be my last girl
Know you still believe that but we not a match girl
So stop texting me for closure
Keep your composure
Ain't you learned that when it's over, it's over
I value myself too highly
To return to a place that ain't do right by me
Moving forward I ain't gon' pay no mind to what's behind me
'Cause everything happens for a reason
So this must be perfect timing
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
I used to blame myself for things that you would've done
I always told myself Retro you just ain't enough
But you made me realize I was a million bucks
Now I'm chasing checks
Bitches I don't give a fuck
That was back then when I felt average
Confidence was lacking
Turned me to a madman, savage
Fuckin' Problems was the anthem
And you left my heart for ransom
And that's something that I can't love
Pick your poison
Loneliness or bad choices
Long term winning
Short term enjoyment
I been going
I been going out my way to see you girl
But I had to get out my way just to find myself
She said she needed a bag, fuck that I bagged her
Pack your bags I told her ever since my hearts been colder
Lonely
I've been lonely on my own
But girl tell me how it feels to only hear a dialtone
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
Who ever fucking my ex do a better job
I don't entertain past lovers I dead em all
Apologies to those involved but I've evolved
If you ain't fucking with me be dissolved
She the type to hear my song and say the beat is off
How typical
Hungry for attention I blame the digital
World that we living in
Girl fuck opinions
I don't do triangles and that's
Word to Phineas
With his triangle shaped head ass aha
You know my style I'll say anything to make you smile
And if it's easy it ain't worthwhile
Dove in that thing chest first
Plus I still did the leg work
All hearts, no spades
Can't do the clubs no more
Can't put a diamond on your finger 'til i know forsure
Remember driving 30 minutes to your crib
For you to say you ain't feel like seeing me
You ain't shit
Really thought my last girl would be my last girl
Know you still believe that but we not a match girl
So stop texting me for closure
Keep your composure
Ain't you learned that when it's over, it's over
I value myself too highly
To return to a place that ain't do right by me
Moving forward I ain't gon' pay no mind to what's behind me
'Cause everything happens for a reason
So this must be perfect timing
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
I used to blame myself for things that you would've done
I always told myself Retro you just ain't enough
But you made me realize I was a million bucks
Now I'm chasing checks
Bitches I don't give a fuck
That was back then when I felt average
Confidence was lacking
Turned me to a madman, savage
Fuckin' Problems was the anthem
And you left my heart for ransom
And that's something that I can't love
Pick your poison
Loneliness or bad choices
Long term winning
Short term enjoyment
I been going
I been going out my way to see you girl
But I had to get out my way just to find myself
She said she needed a bag, fuck that I bagged her
Pack your bags I told her ever since my hearts been colder
Lonely
I've been lonely on my own
But girl tell me how it feels to only hear a dialtone
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
'Cause I still think bout you, it fucks my mental
Picking petals off of flowers like you so special
Now why'd you have to lie to me I blame Mr. Geppetto
This Coconut Ciroc got me, dancing with devils
Credits
Writer(s): Gerardo Roque
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