Shoot the messenger, 'em up She's a 10 10, not enough Mixed messages, wires me, what you got? Too much Tooth and socks Parents minted, Mayfair, couple We go on walks, she never I pour my out and she laps up my blood Blue lights, vision Heart races like super Two drinks, the rooms Zebedee, you're the ace of High society, cute Allergies, I don't you enough me on your private finsta Your godmother come play with us
Nicotine, can't it Two's up, two's You stub it out I finish On my arm and I out wow!
Nicotine, quit it Two's up, down You stub it out I finish On my arm and I out wow!
Doorman, let me in the all my money, you ain't getting no more wages Sure Sir, Sir, are you In short, I'm not a mop you can 'cross the floor Inside, shock She's standing a guy Guys your mans him out Real polite, no, please, no Want a drink? I'm goggles on, pull the wool, now I'm blind as day, I can see You make me melt, sun, ice You smooth like felt, soft to the You were repellent, smell scent from up above Angel getting carried out the For slapping Harry, Harry's a mug I'm stood outside waiting, where you Cubicle lines, a cold, Jack Frost
Nicotine, quit it up, two's down You stub it out I finish On my arm and I out wow!
Nicotine, can't it Two's up, two's You it out before I finish On my arm and I out wow!