If I don't pick up, it's cuz I'm very, very drunk
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Stretch my skin so thin like Mr. Fantastic
It's no wonder my bitch feel so god damn invisible
These days I can't find no time
How I'm supposed to read you mind
These days can't even read mine
Walking on eggshells, stepping on mines
I been in hell numerous times
I ain't going back to dark days
I told y'all on love arcade
Call me by my artist name
That's it, no ifs, ands, buts, about it
I don't give a f*ck about how close you think we is
Cuz honestly I think you f*cking crowd me
Please, excuse me
People really ain't my forte
I keep my shit on Fort Knox
I let you in cuz I like you
And the way you touch my oouh
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
And it's always something new with you baby
It's always something new
It's always something new with you baby
If I don't pick up, it's cuz I'm very, very drunk
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off, my deposit ain't direct
If we linkin' then its luck
Don't forget it, don't get stuck
Don't go chasing fame for a quick buck
So I spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off on ya, but I say it with my chest
Falling off the beam with the balance of the team
GR on the scene, Nashvillain make a killin'
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If I don't pick up, it's cuz I'm very, very drunk
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Stretch my skin so thin like Mr. Fantastic
It's no wonder my bitch feel so god damn invisible
These days I can't find no time
How I'm supposed to read you mind
These days can't even read mine
Walking on eggshells, stepping on mines
I been in hell numerous times
I ain't going back to dark days
I told y'all on love arcade
Call me by my artist name
That's it, no ifs, ands, buts, about it
I don't give a f*ck about how close you think we is
Cuz honestly I think you f*cking crowd me
Please, excuse me
People really ain't my forte
I keep my shit on Fort Knox
I let you in cuz I like you
And the way you touch my oouh
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
And it's always something new with you baby
It's always something new
It's always something new with you baby
If I don't pick up, it's cuz I'm very, very drunk
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off, my deposit ain't direct
If we linkin' then its luck
Don't forget it, don't get stuck
Don't go chasing fame for a quick buck
So I spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off on ya, but I say it with my chest
Falling off the beam with the balance of the team
GR on the scene, Nashvillain make a killin'
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Stretch my skin so thin like Mr. Fantastic
It's no wonder my bitch feel so god damn invisible
These days I can't find no time
How I'm supposed to read you mind
These days can't even read mine
Walking on eggshells, stepping on mines
I been in hell numerous times
I ain't going back to dark days
I told y'all on love arcade
Call me by my artist name
That's it, no ifs, ands, buts, about it
I don't give a f*ck about how close you think we is
Cuz honestly I think you f*cking crowd me
Please, excuse me
People really ain't my forte
I keep my shit on Fort Knox
I let you in cuz I like you
And the way you touch my oouh
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
I'm tripping
I'm tripping
I'm bugging
And it's always something new with you baby
It's always something new
It's always something new with you baby
If I don't pick up, it's cuz I'm very, very drunk
Foster's home, all my friends on imaginary stuff
I got lots of baggage, how the f*ck I carry yours?
When my thoughts start raining down it feel like air missiles
Smoking aerosol
Make my brain feel radical
Bow and arrow hit me 5 times in a row
But i think this time might let myself be vulnerable
But we on different times like I'm out in Istanbul
Spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off, my deposit ain't direct
If we linkin' then its luck
Don't forget it, don't get stuck
Don't go chasing fame for a quick buck
So I spend my time like I'm saving check to check
Closed off on ya, but I say it with my chest
Falling off the beam with the balance of the team
GR on the scene, Nashvillain make a killin'
Writer: Braedan O’Malley, Zach Clar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid