Other-Jack’s Cabin
Ugly i'm not asking
I dont wanna be someone your dad sees
Jack off and tell you mom dont ask me
Go watch your man don't watch me
On the TV in the eightyss
Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline
Telemarketing at three in the morning
Sold my soul
But it wasn't for the beauty
Products too much
Good stuff
Enough
I don't want you two cum on a screen
Me and my girlfriends lie
Down in a bed of fucking
Sea of rice trade route my
Town is a bed of money
Think of High school and die
Now in a nightmare honey
Screaming Mic all the time
Cowbell this breakdown funky
Breakdown funky
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Ugly i'm not asking
I dont wanna be someone your dad sees
Jack off and tell you mom don't ask me
Go watch your man don't watch me
Breakdown funky
On the TV in the eightys
Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline
Telemarketing at three in the morning
Sold my soul
But it wasn't for the beauty
Products too much
Good stuff
Enough
I don't want you too cum on a screen
Streaming guy all the time
How is a table funny
Act like I might just try
While everybody's doing
Be like Mike all the time
How to get basketballing
Hold you tight you might like you
And the rest is nothing
Hate corrections
Gotta be right, dontcha?
Why dont i take a prescription
I'm in the way
Move
I'm in the way
Stubbed my toe
I'm in the way
I'm in the way
I'm walking now
Missing
Im losing my mind
And that's not a metaphor
There's something wrong with me
There's nothing wrong with me
Okay
Try again
Try again
I'm in the way
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But it still calls me back
I got nothing in my pocket
Do believe in that
Like a locket ima locket
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Like a locket ima locket
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But it still calls me back
I got nothing in my pocket
Do believe in that
Like a locket ima locket
I dont wanna be someone your dad sees
Jack off and tell you mom dont ask me
Go watch your man don't watch me
On the TV in the eightyss
Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline
Telemarketing at three in the morning
Sold my soul
But it wasn't for the beauty
Products too much
Good stuff
Enough
I don't want you two cum on a screen
Me and my girlfriends lie
Down in a bed of fucking
Sea of rice trade route my
Town is a bed of money
Think of High school and die
Now in a nightmare honey
Screaming Mic all the time
Cowbell this breakdown funky
Breakdown funky
If you liked one fifty BPM
You'll love one thirty
Ugly i'm not asking
I dont wanna be someone your dad sees
Jack off and tell you mom don't ask me
Go watch your man don't watch me
Breakdown funky
On the TV in the eightys
Don't mistake me for the lady selling Maybelline
Telemarketing at three in the morning
Sold my soul
But it wasn't for the beauty
Products too much
Good stuff
Enough
I don't want you too cum on a screen
Streaming guy all the time
How is a table funny
Act like I might just try
While everybody's doing
Be like Mike all the time
How to get basketballing
Hold you tight you might like you
And the rest is nothing
Hate corrections
Gotta be right, dontcha?
Why dont i take a prescription
I'm in the way
Move
I'm in the way
Stubbed my toe
I'm in the way
I'm in the way
I'm walking now
Missing
Im losing my mind
And that's not a metaphor
There's something wrong with me
There's nothing wrong with me
Okay
Try again
Try again
I'm in the way
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But it still calls me back
I got nothing in my pocket
Do believe in that
Like a locket ima locket
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Like a locket ima locket
Wtf was that
Got it rolling down my back
Its like a panic attack
Smack that bullshit out my door
But it still calls me back
I got nothing in my pocket
Do believe in that
Like a locket ima locket
Credits
Writer(s): Jamey Blaze
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