Idk

SeaWorld, SeaWorld
Came a long way, but shit just ain't the same
Guess we burnt out the flame, yeah
Feelings went and came, the situation changed

Getting higher than a plane, trying not to go insane
I can't get her off my brain, tryna play it cool
Damn, how'd I fumble that? I'm too much of a fool
I wasn't being myself, I was acting like a tool

I just wanted her to fucking think that I was cool
She already thought of that, I didn't have to act
And I know she got my back, I know that that's a fact
Damn, I can't get enough, I treat her like some crack

Damn, shawty hella bad, plus her heart is hella fat
And she hella rare, like finding diamonds in the trash
Uh, yeah, she's all about her cash
And I hug her when she's sad, she comfort when I get mad

Every night I'm praying that this time will fucking last
When she break it off, my next bitch gon' feel the wrath
I can't get too deep, I need to focus on my task
I can't get too deep, I need to focus on my task

Maybe one more sip, it's like I carry around a flask
Maybe one more sip, it's like I carry around a flask
But I should probably leave you in the past
I don't know

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know

I don't know
Baby, I don't know
I don't know
Yeah



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Writer(s): Joshua Garcia
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