Rice Krispies

You should back off me
I don't wanna snap
Crackle, pop
Got 'em cryin' like some milk spilled in they're lap
What's with that
Actin like you trynna throw me off my balance
Throw a fit
Been a minute since I've seen something like this
And I just spent the whole damn summer cleanin' up after some kids
You're no different
Make decisions then stick with 'em
Fuck
You ain't trynna see me show my fangs
You ain't gonna see me play no games
Sorry but your life's in trouble today
Uno, dos, tres

I'm like
Woo
Flippin', Turnin', Spinnin', Burnin
In a daze
Latley I've been worried 'bout my blessings getting took away
On my
"Shit I did that? Ain't no way"
Put my mental on display
Seein they reactions in the lab like I'm in Chemistry
Academic
Actin reckless
Apple, lemon, lime, refreshing
Icing all my bottles for the cameras
Gettin frosted lenses
Peter prolly pickin on me soon
I'll see the gates of heaven
Until then I'll keep on guessing
Someone better call the reverend
Ooo



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Writer(s): Dylan Sawyer
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