Breakfast on Pluto
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Listen baby I woke up, shaking in my bed
But then I took a bowl of cheerios to the head
My name officer I dunno I forget
I'm a lil shit, rather be this than whatevers instead
Don't be a background actor in your own movie
You gotta star in your shit like Adam Sandler
Said I'm a lil bit difficult be so moody
I lost all of my money and my manners
All of the bullshit, it never ends, So I
Get up and hit my stupid lil dance, then I
Collect my belongings then I stroll home, honey
Wheres my super suit, I feel like Frozone, money
I've never been embarrassed, not a day in my life
Shit I picked my girl up first date on a bike
Go head jump ya lil ass up right on them pegs
We got to burn up baby like the pain in my legs
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Do you like how I stand in the corner looking anxious AF
Ask me what I wanna do and my answer is F
Said pardon my french lil baby I can be so rude
About two drinks in I relate to Beetle Juice
I said this ships gon sink any day no
So you better get ya ass off the boat uh-huh
Girl my mood swings more than a playground
That boy in X game mode uh-huh
Baby sometimes he rhymes quick, sometimes he rhymes slow
RIP to DOOM the best of all time bro
My girl text my ALLCAPS, when am I home?
I text her ass back, can't talk my phone broke
You better move back, back, back, back, back
I dance around the bullshit, hit my chachacha
Girl realities a suggestion, I don't worry bout that
Baby make sure to close the door when you're leaving the gaff
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Listen baby I woke up, shaking in my bed
But then I took a bowl of cheerios to the head
My name officer I dunno I forget
I'm a lil shit, rather be this than whatevers instead
Don't be a background actor in your own movie
You gotta star in your shit like Adam Sandler
Said I'm a lil bit difficult be so moody
I lost all of my money and my manners
All of the bullshit, it never ends, So I
Get up and hit my stupid lil dance, then I
Collect my belongings then I stroll home, honey
Wheres my super suit, I feel like Frozone, money
I've never been embarrassed, not a day in my life
Shit I picked my girl up first date on a bike
Go head jump ya lil ass up right on them pegs
We got to burn up baby like the pain in my legs
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Do you like how I stand in the corner looking anxious AF
Ask me what I wanna do and my answer is F
Said pardon my french lil baby I can be so rude
About two drinks in I relate to Beetle Juice
I said this ships gon sink any day no
So you better get ya ass off the boat uh-huh
Girl my mood swings more than a playground
That boy in X game mode uh-huh
Baby sometimes he rhymes quick, sometimes he rhymes slow
RIP to DOOM the best of all time bro
My girl text my ALLCAPS, when am I home?
I text her ass back, can't talk my phone broke
You better move back, back, back, back, back
I dance around the bullshit, hit my chachacha
Girl realities a suggestion, I don't worry bout that
Baby make sure to close the door when you're leaving the gaff
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
I might see you this weekend baby
Unless I'm out acting crazy
Forget bout them feelings baby
We just do what we do
Credits
Writer(s): Abdu Huss, Prabal Tamang, Jonathan Ambrose
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