F**k Your Message
Goddamn, quit the bullshit
I knew what's going on ever since
You kept me on read for the first time
Don't tell me no fucking lies, no
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
I've been so quick to anger lately yeah my face is proof
I got the nerf gun sizzling I aim for you
You know what's good for me, you know-it-all, you know the truth?
We've been planting weed and you're shitting on my roots, fucker
Aggravation kicks I wanna blast my phone
I've been stuck in a perfect self destruction zone
Rotten dissolution juices in a body with no bone
I crack my own fingers but at least I am alone
I break a wish bone, I lick your ringtone
Artificial love and I'm dripping thick silicone
Telephone
"Baby is that you?"
No its my mother that's more probable you know that, too
Nopal fruity flavours with those tingelin spikes
Make me giggle while I'm bleeding through this motherfucking life
You're unavailable but can you make some time
Maybe you could pet me with the soft end of a knife
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
I'm 2am lost and I get ready to text
My fantasies assure me I was truly misled
I had a dream, I couldn't stop holding my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I tried to run but you seduced me with a dumb ass glimpse
And now you're covering yourself with a metal fence
If you look closely oh I don't back down like 50 cent
Ah, you call it exaggeration I will call it self defence
You made me say things that I wasn't even ready for
And all the compromises this is diplomatic corps
Then I felt you deeply like I was on cannalope
When the moon comes out maybe I'm more than just a carnivore
I got so mad I ripped a pillow trying to fluff it up
You better take my drivers license back like Mrs Puff
I got some super fresh lines, girl hey what's up
Hell yeah, good idea get out' my sight and suck my nuts
I go hide myself in a submarine
I like the bluest fish and the deepest sea
Where the time is gone and the pain is cheap
And where no one knows who I want to be
I go hide myself on mountain highs
I like thin air and the bluest skies
Where the time is gone and the pain feels right
And where no one knows I got lost tonight
Shit
How did I even end up in this situation
I guess I just missed the moment
Yeah well, I missed the moment to just
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
I knew what's going on ever since
You kept me on read for the first time
Don't tell me no fucking lies, no
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
I've been so quick to anger lately yeah my face is proof
I got the nerf gun sizzling I aim for you
You know what's good for me, you know-it-all, you know the truth?
We've been planting weed and you're shitting on my roots, fucker
Aggravation kicks I wanna blast my phone
I've been stuck in a perfect self destruction zone
Rotten dissolution juices in a body with no bone
I crack my own fingers but at least I am alone
I break a wish bone, I lick your ringtone
Artificial love and I'm dripping thick silicone
Telephone
"Baby is that you?"
No its my mother that's more probable you know that, too
Nopal fruity flavours with those tingelin spikes
Make me giggle while I'm bleeding through this motherfucking life
You're unavailable but can you make some time
Maybe you could pet me with the soft end of a knife
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
I'm 2am lost and I get ready to text
My fantasies assure me I was truly misled
I had a dream, I couldn't stop holding my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I tried to run but you seduced me with a dumb ass glimpse
And now you're covering yourself with a metal fence
If you look closely oh I don't back down like 50 cent
Ah, you call it exaggeration I will call it self defence
You made me say things that I wasn't even ready for
And all the compromises this is diplomatic corps
Then I felt you deeply like I was on cannalope
When the moon comes out maybe I'm more than just a carnivore
I got so mad I ripped a pillow trying to fluff it up
You better take my drivers license back like Mrs Puff
I got some super fresh lines, girl hey what's up
Hell yeah, good idea get out' my sight and suck my nuts
I go hide myself in a submarine
I like the bluest fish and the deepest sea
Where the time is gone and the pain is cheap
And where no one knows who I want to be
I go hide myself on mountain highs
I like thin air and the bluest skies
Where the time is gone and the pain feels right
And where no one knows I got lost tonight
Shit
How did I even end up in this situation
I guess I just missed the moment
Yeah well, I missed the moment to just
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
Nah I ain't got time for that shit
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
You really got nerves messing with me, you know?
Fuck your message
(Fuck your message)
And keep pissing me off like that
Fuck your leverage
(Fuck your leverage)
Get of my back hoe, fuck it
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Writer(s): Philippa Otto
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