trynakickit?

This is madness
You trying to see what's up? (Hey!)
I'm sending through the address
Like baby what the fuck
Acrylics with the black tips
And metal on my thumb
You know I gotta have it
I think that I'm in (Ugh)
I think that I'm in
Over my head what do you know?
So much for being sober my tongue is in my throat
The weathers getting colder forgot my summer clothes
Countin petals on the clover I rip it 'til its

Hey
Girl whatchu on?
At night I see your
Face
Until its dawn
I never wanna
Wake
Less in your arms
I'm dialed in like
Hey
Is that so wrong?
Hey
Don't get it twisted
I'm
Full in no kidding
No time for timid
Ay
You tryna kick it?
Aint tryna visit
Ill tie your vision
Come mind my business
Tell me are you tryna (Ah!)

Whats good whats down whachu up to? (Hey!)
Not shit I was hoping you could come through (Hey)
No shot it would be dumb not too
Twenty four seven its me I gotchu
Liquored up on a mountainside
Saw the moonlight caught your eye
All gas no brakes lets ride
Got no car but I sure got drive
Hop on the back of my spokes
Backwoods if you tryna smoke
Oh the places you could go
When you don't leave your heart at home
Don't shiver girl take my coat
Too hot? Ill fight the cold
Not chivalrous but I know
Id kill hades for that soul

Hey
Girl whatchu on?
At night I see your
Face
Until its dawn
I never wanna
Wake
Less in your arms
I'm dialed in like
Hey
Is that so wrong?
Hey
Don't get it twisted
I'm
Full in no kidding
No time for timid
Ay
You trying to kick it?
Just for a minute
I'm at my limit
Come on let's get it
Tell me are you trying to kick it?
Hey!
Ay, you trying to kick it?
Kick it?
Ay, you trying to kick it?

She wants him but I want her
I should stop but I concur
A lessened lies a lesson learned
Lazy skies might crash and burn
She wants him but I want her
I should stop but I concur
A lessened lies a lesson learned
Lazy skies might crash and burn



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Writer(s): Riley Cole
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