TWEET

Flip on the news
Ope now I'm puking
Look in the mirror
I look so stupid
Go on my phone
Don't learn anything new
Just that I will never be better than you
And you should speak your truth
If you're right
And if ya don't say it too well then ya
Not right
Well maybe I'm tweaking
But when did being woke start to mean that your freaky

Everybody who I meet seems to be depressed
Underneath the profiles where they all flexed
Or they really mad, but it isn't really bad
Every Sally every Sam feeding me inspirational quotes
Damn
I got no time
Feeling just like I got more blind
I can't stop
Damn I Just spent 40 hours on tik tok this week

I don't speak I tweet
So come follow me
Don't need love, fuck these hoes
Are those conflicting?
I Don't speak I tweet
But come follow me
Don't need love, Fuck these hoes

But Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
I subscribe to the bullshit and lies too
Move my head better angle I like
But gimmie that mickey D's with the fries
Co-signed on my health all I need is wealth
I don't care about a single person I follow

Just kidding don't unfollow me
Cause I love everybody
For a second lost my wisdom teeth
You're invited to the party
We're in the back chilling godly
Sipping bottles of Bacardi
You can try if you wanna
Playboi got the blue hair Tobi

I'ma pessimist but I'm working on this
Don't get what I want cause I'm caught up in the drift
Stop looking at my phone cause I always get pissed
New magic wand cause I gotta get my shit off
Wish I was dumber or smarter
Because right where I stand now's not bliss
It's burning hot ignorance and I know it
Getting my degree just to mother fucking show it
I got cold feet and I'm managing to blow it all
Buying gold teeth but don't mother fucking show em off
I'ma Jonin of procrastination
Supplement routine with fascination
Constantly late but I'm always racing even try to cum quick
When I'm masturbating
Noticing so many people faking
But they never say shit all our tweets are blatant
Cause we all singing

We don't speak we tweet
So come follow me
Don't need love, fuck these hoes
Are those conflicting?
We Don't speak we tweet
So come follow me
Don't need love, fuck these hoes
Are those conflicting?



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Bartley
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