How low I'll dig just to find the thing
That makes me go, that makes me tick
Unbutton my shirt and walk it
Give me time to clear my head
Can't calm or sit down to talk it
Too much talking it out got me fed up
Sit out and think all about it
Watch cars try and keep it on the road
Got a phone and wallet in my pocket
Hoping my car's not towed
Yeah
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
How low I'll dig just to find the thing
That makes me go, that makes me tick
FFO: Chillin - Talk It Lyrics
FFO: Chillin - Talk It Lyrics
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How low I'll dig just to find the thing
That makes me go, that makes me tick
Unbutton my shirt and walk it
Give me time to clear my head
Can't calm or sit down to talk it
Too much talking it out got me fed up
Sit out and think all about it
Watch cars try and keep it on the road
Got a phone and wallet in my pocket
Hoping my car's not towed
Yeah
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
How low I'll dig just to find the thing
That makes me go, that makes me tick
That makes me go, that makes me tick
Unbutton my shirt and walk it
Give me time to clear my head
Can't calm or sit down to talk it
Too much talking it out got me fed up
Sit out and think all about it
Watch cars try and keep it on the road
Got a phone and wallet in my pocket
Hoping my car's not towed
Yeah
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
Too much thinking about it makes my head feel dead
Want to crack a window instead
Sit out, breathe in the f*cking fumes
Breathe out, breathe out, breathe out, breathe out
How low I'll dig just to find the thing
That makes me go, that makes me tick
Writer: Parker Dunlap, Zaq Hollen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid