Cupid With a Shotgun
I been chilling in the backseat
I let god take wheel cause I don't believe in him
Do you think that he can drive stick?
I guess not because he crashed into your front yard
You ran out a ya damn house
You were still wearing a bath robe
Got to the car and pulled my ass out
And I decided I would pass out
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
Baby with a big gun
Kneels down stethoscope gimmie a listen
Stand up brush it off I don't need fixing
I'm good baby leggo get some dim sum
And she ask I what I mean?
Limping and you bleeding
Burned up and you peeling
(That's gross)
Go get cleaned up and I'll think about it
Few days later I'm still thinking bout it
Bouta week later and spinning my jet
I'm getting down and I'm feeling depressed
Feeling hopeless that's when I get a text
"Wanna go to this new cool restaurant?"
Hit me up round 7 if you interested
Please use the driveway though
Another crash landing's gonna land you in the friend zone
Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
So we got into the front seat
Pushing god to side cause we don't believe in him
Do you think that we can drive stick?
I don't know but we're still young gonna try
I think I'm gonna vomit
Going fast, feel alive, no I'm never gonna die
If I do, start a riot
Tired of being super quiet
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
I let god take wheel cause I don't believe in him
Do you think that he can drive stick?
I guess not because he crashed into your front yard
You ran out a ya damn house
You were still wearing a bath robe
Got to the car and pulled my ass out
And I decided I would pass out
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
Baby with a big gun
Kneels down stethoscope gimmie a listen
Stand up brush it off I don't need fixing
I'm good baby leggo get some dim sum
And she ask I what I mean?
Limping and you bleeding
Burned up and you peeling
(That's gross)
Go get cleaned up and I'll think about it
Few days later I'm still thinking bout it
Bouta week later and spinning my jet
I'm getting down and I'm feeling depressed
Feeling hopeless that's when I get a text
"Wanna go to this new cool restaurant?"
Hit me up round 7 if you interested
Please use the driveway though
Another crash landing's gonna land you in the friend zone
Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
She look like Cupid with a shotgun
So we got into the front seat
Pushing god to side cause we don't believe in him
Do you think that we can drive stick?
I don't know but we're still young gonna try
I think I'm gonna vomit
Going fast, feel alive, no I'm never gonna die
If I do, start a riot
Tired of being super quiet
You look like Cupid with a shotgun
Can't breath with hole in my lungs ya
CPR what a good first date
Bring me back to life with your drugs babe
Cause, you look like Cupid with a shotgun
You see what the hell that I've done here
I tired, but the devil don't fight fair
Save me from becoming my nightmare
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Writer(s): Christian Bartley
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