Gnarly
If she actin' out of pocket, I'ma treat her like a friend
I don't like it when they bias, so I'd rather use a reference
I don't even have to say a word for them to feel my presence
If I open up my heart, shorty treat it like a present
Damn, I used to count my pills, four, five, six, seven
But now I'm countin' my bills, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Dawg, I'm livin' in her head, rent-free, I'm a tenant
Yeah, I'm bouncing back and forth 2 bitches like tennis
Now I'm countin' all my problems, ten, nine, eight, seven
I was happy till the moment she sent me a fuckin' message
I done had to move the Xannies from the luggage to the baggage
She keep jumpin' in conclusion like she is a fuckin' rabbit
Girl, stop jumpin', they up to somethin
I'm off of somethin', I'm mumblin
I need no company, I got cough syrup on a constant
So I ain't coughin' if I keep goin' all in
I keep on fallin' to my coughin
I'm startin' to not like coffee
Cause of the rush that it gives
Ain't the same as when I do me a bump of Addy
And I feel it in my body
Gorilla glue, but it nasty
I'm Clyde she Bonnie
I'm sliding in it like in hockey
Like kamikaze
Cause I done crashed off the oxy
It's like a hobby, nowadays I'm cocky
Cause she been cocky, I'm present at the party
But only partly
Cause my mind occupied by a shawty
That ride it like a Harley
Not out of pocket, but we gnarly
Pull up with the gang, with the clique, with the posse
I'ma drive her crazy like she is a Maserati
Bunch of copy cats yet, I'm talkin', they don't copy
11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6
I done stole a lot of hearts, I'm good at hittin' licks
Nowadays I don't like to play it safe, I like to take the risk
Took a perky, now I'm spittin' like a hard disk
If she actin' out of pocket, I'ma treat her like a friend
I don't like it when they bias, so I'd rather use a reference
I don't even have to say a word for them to feel my presence
If I open up my heart, shorty treat it like a present
Damn, I used to count my pills, four, five, six, seven
But now I'm countin' my bills, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Dawg, I'm livin' in her head, rent-free, I'm a tenant
Yeah, I'm bouncing back and forth 2 bitches like tennis
I don't like it when they bias, so I'd rather use a reference
I don't even have to say a word for them to feel my presence
If I open up my heart, shorty treat it like a present
Damn, I used to count my pills, four, five, six, seven
But now I'm countin' my bills, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Dawg, I'm livin' in her head, rent-free, I'm a tenant
Yeah, I'm bouncing back and forth 2 bitches like tennis
Now I'm countin' all my problems, ten, nine, eight, seven
I was happy till the moment she sent me a fuckin' message
I done had to move the Xannies from the luggage to the baggage
She keep jumpin' in conclusion like she is a fuckin' rabbit
Girl, stop jumpin', they up to somethin
I'm off of somethin', I'm mumblin
I need no company, I got cough syrup on a constant
So I ain't coughin' if I keep goin' all in
I keep on fallin' to my coughin
I'm startin' to not like coffee
Cause of the rush that it gives
Ain't the same as when I do me a bump of Addy
And I feel it in my body
Gorilla glue, but it nasty
I'm Clyde she Bonnie
I'm sliding in it like in hockey
Like kamikaze
Cause I done crashed off the oxy
It's like a hobby, nowadays I'm cocky
Cause she been cocky, I'm present at the party
But only partly
Cause my mind occupied by a shawty
That ride it like a Harley
Not out of pocket, but we gnarly
Pull up with the gang, with the clique, with the posse
I'ma drive her crazy like she is a Maserati
Bunch of copy cats yet, I'm talkin', they don't copy
11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6
I done stole a lot of hearts, I'm good at hittin' licks
Nowadays I don't like to play it safe, I like to take the risk
Took a perky, now I'm spittin' like a hard disk
If she actin' out of pocket, I'ma treat her like a friend
I don't like it when they bias, so I'd rather use a reference
I don't even have to say a word for them to feel my presence
If I open up my heart, shorty treat it like a present
Damn, I used to count my pills, four, five, six, seven
But now I'm countin' my bills, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Dawg, I'm livin' in her head, rent-free, I'm a tenant
Yeah, I'm bouncing back and forth 2 bitches like tennis
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Writer(s): Marcell Nagy
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