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You're like a dealer selling half gramz
I said
You're that you're that (you're that)
Dealer selling half gramz
You got me all figured
Out but I don't know me yet
Having trouble with the button (ughh)
I'll still go down there
Aint been down for head and shit
I've been in my head shit
It's keeping me up
I'm rolling in bed and shit
Like where are ya?
Where are ya?
Where are ya?
I'll admit it
I'm obsessive
But I can't
But I can't (oooh)
I can't really help it
I think I need help man
I think I need help
Said who's that homie on your Insta Insta
When the fuck y'all meet I guessed I missed him
Missed him
Bike rides deep breathes
(Mmhmmmm)
Gotta ground me feet
Pre roll fast shock
(Mmmhmmmm)
Get some shrooms in me (yeah)
You're knowin' my stance b
Just give me a chance (D)
You actin all innocent but your so dirty with hands
(D)
Im pullin' my hair out until I can respond again (D)
Cause what if we fuckin' (Fuckin')
And still can't be friends

Been trippin' on Irish ridge
Im toyin the outer ridge (shit)
Been trippin' on Irish ridge
Im toyin the outer ridge
(Pull out the credit card I'm pullin' out the credit)
Toyin the outer ridge
Im toyin toyin
(pull out the credit card pull it
Out pull it yeahhhh I might
Kill myself I might I might)
Im toyin the outer ride
Toyin it

You're like a dealer selling half gramz
I said
You're that you're that (you're that)
Dealer selling half gramz
You got me all figured out but I don't know me yet
Having trouble with the button (ughh)
I'll still go down there



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Writer(s): Hayden Von Almen, Sam Treanor
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