Crush - Stripped
His window's already passed
So he's shooting at the glass
Keeping guns in his locker
And he denies it
Like it's actually important
But he lied 'cause I sure did watch him
Showing up wearing black
And he knows that
His daddy's on death row
But he'll say it with his chest, though
His friends move dope
He hasn't tried coke
But he's always had a problem saying no
His older brother bagged the valedictorian
His mother steady screaming he should be more like him
Can you read my mind? I've been watching you
Couldn't fight to save your lifе but you look so cool
Camo jacket robbing corner stores
Hard odds to bеat when you're on all fours
Good men die too so I'd rather be with you
I owe you a black eye and two kisses
Tell me when you wanna come and get em
I only want him if he says it first to me
I wanna... him in the back of his mom's Mercury
He looks like he works with his hands
And smells like Marlboro reds
It makes me so... and I can't get enough of it
Something's been feeling weird lately
There's just something about you, baby
Maybe I'll just be crazy
And piss him off 'til he hates me
Yeah right, he fucking loves me
Low slung bad bitch, baby come and get you some
Can you read my mind? I've been watching you
Oh oh
Couldn't fight to save your life but you look so cool
Camo jacket robbing corner stores
Hard odds to beat when you're on all fours
Good men die too so I'd rather be with you
Oh, I'd rather be with you, oh
Oh, I'd rather be with you
'Cause good men die too oh I'd rather be with you
So he's shooting at the glass
Keeping guns in his locker
And he denies it
Like it's actually important
But he lied 'cause I sure did watch him
Showing up wearing black
And he knows that
His daddy's on death row
But he'll say it with his chest, though
His friends move dope
He hasn't tried coke
But he's always had a problem saying no
His older brother bagged the valedictorian
His mother steady screaming he should be more like him
Can you read my mind? I've been watching you
Couldn't fight to save your lifе but you look so cool
Camo jacket robbing corner stores
Hard odds to bеat when you're on all fours
Good men die too so I'd rather be with you
I owe you a black eye and two kisses
Tell me when you wanna come and get em
I only want him if he says it first to me
I wanna... him in the back of his mom's Mercury
He looks like he works with his hands
And smells like Marlboro reds
It makes me so... and I can't get enough of it
Something's been feeling weird lately
There's just something about you, baby
Maybe I'll just be crazy
And piss him off 'til he hates me
Yeah right, he fucking loves me
Low slung bad bitch, baby come and get you some
Can you read my mind? I've been watching you
Oh oh
Couldn't fight to save your life but you look so cool
Camo jacket robbing corner stores
Hard odds to beat when you're on all fours
Good men die too so I'd rather be with you
Oh, I'd rather be with you, oh
Oh, I'd rather be with you
'Cause good men die too oh I'd rather be with you
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Writer(s): Hayden Anhedonia
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