13 Nights
Im in my house slippers...
Uhhh
And Everything you feel and wish
And want to forget
It all just sinks
And then suddenly...
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
Tryna earn a Birken
I only got some Birkenstocks
On the clock we working
I'm hurting for a perc to pop
We said fuck your earnings
As I'm purging on the gwap
Fuck a cop!
Material items even I can't seem to stop
This baddie kept me up 13 nights
And something in me just don't seem right
Count all the pie I call it key lime
Shrimp and the steak with the steamed rice
Maybe one day it'll be nice
Until then I'm up all night
Contemplating my whole life
And she a dirty girl
She matches her sprite
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
You you got me fucked up...
Over complicated
That's why I fallback
You love me, but you hate this
So, you call back
And I've been gaining patience
While you lost that
Tryna save face with a game face
Things change
I can't create fate
Just watch time pass
And some Dutch smoke
Snakes in the grass
They be cutthroat
Feelings in a flask
Yeah I cup those
Feelings that I mask
So I fuck hoes
Dutch Bros she be needing
With the cigarette
Much of those past days
I regret
Thought I seen you as a silhouette
Thought I needed you
But that feeling left
I let the energy go
I let the energy whoah
Let me go like John Doe
I swear the ceilings they fold
All these feelings are corrupt
Is it mutual that our smiles stuck?
Or we better off just when we fuck?
Intertwine this dopamine with this dope of mine
Serotonin got me glowing
For a moment I felt like I was floating
Face down in the ocean
Gave up on devotion
Grave danger
Slumped up up off of everything with a notion
Poppin percs
Im itching towards a slogan (Yeah)
More is more
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion
Uhhh
And Everything you feel and wish
And want to forget
It all just sinks
And then suddenly...
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
Tryna earn a Birken
I only got some Birkenstocks
On the clock we working
I'm hurting for a perc to pop
We said fuck your earnings
As I'm purging on the gwap
Fuck a cop!
Material items even I can't seem to stop
This baddie kept me up 13 nights
And something in me just don't seem right
Count all the pie I call it key lime
Shrimp and the steak with the steamed rice
Maybe one day it'll be nice
Until then I'm up all night
Contemplating my whole life
And she a dirty girl
She matches her sprite
Don't waste all my time
I got too many bitches to go though
Don't waste all my time
You got me fucked up
You you got me fucked up...
Over complicated
That's why I fallback
You love me, but you hate this
So, you call back
And I've been gaining patience
While you lost that
Tryna save face with a game face
Things change
I can't create fate
Just watch time pass
And some Dutch smoke
Snakes in the grass
They be cutthroat
Feelings in a flask
Yeah I cup those
Feelings that I mask
So I fuck hoes
Dutch Bros she be needing
With the cigarette
Much of those past days
I regret
Thought I seen you as a silhouette
Thought I needed you
But that feeling left
I let the energy go
I let the energy whoah
Let me go like John Doe
I swear the ceilings they fold
All these feelings are corrupt
Is it mutual that our smiles stuck?
Or we better off just when we fuck?
Intertwine this dopamine with this dope of mine
Serotonin got me glowing
For a moment I felt like I was floating
Face down in the ocean
Gave up on devotion
Grave danger
Slumped up up off of everything with a notion
Poppin percs
Im itching towards a slogan (Yeah)
More is more
Slow motion
Slow motion
Slow motion
Credits
Writer(s): Zech James
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