Tuesday Drive

How you feel when I discount you, baby girl?
From the house where you bred life, spread, baby girl
I spent my money on the bitch
But the incense burned is what I will not miss
How will you react, when I subtract mastication with you?
Replacing it with masturbation with me, alone in my seat
I lay in my bed sometimes and I think

(Oh no, oh no)

God damnit, I'm smoking ice
Glimmer shine inside my eyes
Purple, yellow, neon lime
My power deep inside

I know, you too well
I know you too well
I know, I know
I know you

Do you have a problem when I'm feeling myself?
That I'm fuckin myself
With a grin from my shell
And my inhibitions lock no more when anyone stares
Strike the conversation up until I'm forced to use stairs
And I'll be jumping to the stratosphere until you feel numb
Circulation in your body double-'ploding, have fun yeah
Bet the other hoes will stop, block to block, yeah
So many bitches from the kennel fill shops



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Froenicke
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