Matador (feat. Tuskin)
Oakley frames on in the party I can't see
Turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Dodging all your questions because I just popped a bean
I just got one wish girl lobotomize me
Walk up to her room and she lobotomize me
Tired off the T, turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Big ass stain on my Helmut Lang tee
You want us at your function now you begging on your knees
You really sound pathetic did I hear a pretty please
I feel like Kyle Korver when I pull up, from 3
And she ride me like a rodeo
Yea I'm a fiend
She look me in my eyes but I, I cannot see
In the darkness, the shadow cover me
In the shadows, the shades cover me
In this life, theres nothing really free
In this life I've learned to speak with trees
In this life I'll learn to speak for free
And I know you're disappointed in me
So am I but I don't brag about this feeling
I just stare into the ceiling
you don't know shit
I put my shades on, the Oakley fit
All black in the back of the whip
Smoking on that,
Smoking on that
Oakley frames on in the party I can't see
Turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Dodging all your questions because I just popped a bean
I just got one wish girl lobotomize me
Walk up to her room and she lobotomize me
Tired off the T, turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Dodging all your questions because I just popped a bean
I just got one wish girl lobotomize me
Walk up to her room and she lobotomize me
Tired off the T, turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Big ass stain on my Helmut Lang tee
You want us at your function now you begging on your knees
You really sound pathetic did I hear a pretty please
I feel like Kyle Korver when I pull up, from 3
And she ride me like a rodeo
Yea I'm a fiend
She look me in my eyes but I, I cannot see
In the darkness, the shadow cover me
In the shadows, the shades cover me
In this life, theres nothing really free
In this life I've learned to speak with trees
In this life I'll learn to speak for free
And I know you're disappointed in me
So am I but I don't brag about this feeling
I just stare into the ceiling
you don't know shit
I put my shades on, the Oakley fit
All black in the back of the whip
Smoking on that,
Smoking on that
Oakley frames on in the party I can't see
Turn into a matador when she fuck with me
Dodging all your questions because I just popped a bean
I just got one wish girl lobotomize me
Walk up to her room and she lobotomize me
Tired off the T, turn into a matador when she fuck with me
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Writer(s): Andy Santella
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