Puk - Something, Something, Groceries... Lyrics

Huuh
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
NanguMalume
Huuh, ahhaa
Yea, yea, yea
Stale face in the kitchen
Young nigga make business
I could never leave women
You break it off you savage
My dick small Ben's button
But when I see you we f*cking
Heineken for the boys today
Blue pill for my girl today
Can't take no L's on the road to you
All problems outside like a photoshoot
Can't chip my pride I killed that guy
Tryna stuff my pipe in your glutimous
Maximus with the effort
Do too much and lose credit
Smoke 2 blunts and sleep on me
Won't you believe in me like the pregnancy

Beat your face fore you come to me
Then I beat your face with my lips
It'll be okay just stay with me
Something, Something, Groceries...
Beat your face fore you come to me
Then I beat your face with my lips
It'll be okay stay with me
Something, Something, Groceries...

Baby a freak with the magic
Milk my dick and drink from it
I gotta eat your neck cause you need it
Just smoke my weed and breathe me in
You know I need you in the bed on the bad days
Know a nigga get scared when he's happy
I ain't used to it, but I used to be
Keep listening to CAF get used to me
Cause I'm here to stay like this bubblegum
I had to f*ck your girl cause it's personal
My taste for revenge not satisfied
I know that shit gon break me but it feels nice
F*ck a friend when she craving
All I needed is your friendship
All that broke us was distance
I gotta censor my feelings most times
Most times, I gotta censor that shit
Cause they take advantage of it
And I, I feel too deeply
And I fall too easily

Come to me
Then I beat your face with my lips
It'll be okay stay with me
Something, Something, Groceries...