(Uh)
I think you
Dropped your tab
Oh wait
It's on your tongue
The dove of love
Got me in its talons
For the love of god
Feeling so invalid
Dated all those times
F*ck it though
Getting f*cked though
Getting cashflow
Do you even know
What the hell you just did
I don't
I don't think you did
I don't think you did
I don't think you did
Yet I'm running through these lines
Like its blow
To the head
Blunt trauma
On my mama
Force-fed
Force-fed
All those lies that you told
All those
All those fables
All those little folklores
Well guess what
(Ah, ah)
I'm going up to the sky
Like a blimp you can't find
Climb
Up the ladder
Up the hierarchy
Bitch please
Sit down
You're sitting down
I'm standing up