Dirt
What do I do
I'd smoke a blunt if I had to
I'd take a shot if I had to
Mind if I have to
Do what I have to
I hit the main and the after
Just tryna make it pass faster
What's a distraction
What is a passion
Visceral reaction's screaming and thrashing
I'm just addicted to nothing
Nothing, oh, save me from myself, agh
Tryna make me sad
But it won't work cause it don't hurt
Tryna get me back
But it won't merge with my self worth
Tryna make plant grow
But the roots show, so me need dirt
Telling me you need me
But what you need's under my skirt
Tryna make me sad
But it won't work cause it don't hurt
Tryna get me back
But it won't merge with my self worth
Tryna make plant grow
But the roots show, so me need dirt
Telling me you need me
But what you need's under my skirt
Sitting by the beach
Thinking to myself
Why'd I ever love, anybody else
I could wish you well
I could give you hell
I could keep your secret
Probably never tell
Know you freaky deaky
Come and ring my bell
I could lick you up and down
And leave a trail
Going brazy brazy
Damn near broke a nail
Damn, you broke as hell
Go on collect your welfare
I'm just addicted to nothing
Nothing, oh, save me from myself, agh
I'm regulated and medicated
I'm here to flex on everyone who hated
I'm motivated, I meditated
Calling me twin but hoe we not related
You way too busy out here getting faded
If you see me it's probably cus they paid
You getting played, I'm sorry babe
I know you probably wish that we could trade
I know you probably wish that we could trade
I'd smoke a blunt if I had to
I'd take a shot if I had to
Mind if I have to
Do what I have to
I hit the main and the after
Just tryna make it pass faster
What's a distraction
What is a passion
Visceral reaction's screaming and thrashing
I'm just addicted to nothing
Nothing, oh, save me from myself, agh
Tryna make me sad
But it won't work cause it don't hurt
Tryna get me back
But it won't merge with my self worth
Tryna make plant grow
But the roots show, so me need dirt
Telling me you need me
But what you need's under my skirt
Tryna make me sad
But it won't work cause it don't hurt
Tryna get me back
But it won't merge with my self worth
Tryna make plant grow
But the roots show, so me need dirt
Telling me you need me
But what you need's under my skirt
Sitting by the beach
Thinking to myself
Why'd I ever love, anybody else
I could wish you well
I could give you hell
I could keep your secret
Probably never tell
Know you freaky deaky
Come and ring my bell
I could lick you up and down
And leave a trail
Going brazy brazy
Damn near broke a nail
Damn, you broke as hell
Go on collect your welfare
I'm just addicted to nothing
Nothing, oh, save me from myself, agh
I'm regulated and medicated
I'm here to flex on everyone who hated
I'm motivated, I meditated
Calling me twin but hoe we not related
You way too busy out here getting faded
If you see me it's probably cus they paid
You getting played, I'm sorry babe
I know you probably wish that we could trade
I know you probably wish that we could trade
Credits
Writer(s): Bailey Daniel, Ivanna Alexandra, Lucas Andre, Matthew Moleta
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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