Breast Stroke

Trynna catch me slippin
You just wanna say you got me
It's a game that I ain't trynna play, Jumanji, yeah
I'm still playin tho like this my last life, yeah
Bitch, I been nice
Still on thin ice
Try to show you all the plus sides
You convinced ain't shit right
Pessimism discolorin your prism, shed no light
It's some rain that never go away, yeah
Pretty soon it fill a swimmin pool
So you gon learn today, yeah
See no evil, speak no evil
Think I'm keepin secrets real low
Hear you speakin fuck you like you Cee-Lo, wait
Like puttin diesel in my tank
Fuckin up my gas gauge
Maybe it takes more effort to calm you down
Than if I were to wait to tell you like

Ooh, ooh, yeah
Can't catch me slippin
Ooh, ooh, yeah
No, I can't let you catch me slippin so I

Push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go
We don't
We don't blend well
Mood ring showin blue, you're more like a yellow
Maybe we don't blend together like I thought we would
Tried brushin off your concerns like nah, we good
Always keep my cool, you don't like that bout me, but
How the fuck I'm supposed to swim in a tsunami

So I push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go
Push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go

Fake hangup sound, why's that on your YouTube history?
Searchin for a way to prove that there's a different me, woah
I'd say that you're a fan of social distancing
The way you're constantly accusing me of never listening
I'm too faded, though, and I'm in the studio
On that work flow, finish my Don Julio
It's a vibe check and imma finna pass it, yeah
Otherwise these records ain't gon ever get to platinum, nah
Bad energy havin ripple effects on me
Can't have no choppy waves, gotta get off your high jet ski
You be sayin that I always gotta have my way
But it's some road blocks I can't have when I got bags to chase

Ooh, ooh, yeah
Can't catch me slippin
Ooh, ooh, yeah
No, I can't let you catch me slippin so I

Push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go
We don't
We don't blend well
Mood ring showin blue, you're more like a yellow
Maybe we don't blend together like I thought we would
Tried brushin off your concerns like nah, we good
Always keep my cool, you don't like that bout me, but
How the fuck I'm supposed to swim in a tsunami

So I push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go
Push you out the way like a breast stroke
Ooh, baby, I thought maybe I could let go