Damn (What?)
Busy girls love bein' tied up, hmm-hmm (Duh)
She says she ain't afraid of monsters (Hmm)
We just smoke the exotic and get x-rated, baby
Okay, Ari (Baby)
Are we recordin'? (Ari)
Are we gon sit here and stare at each other
Or get into something important (See)
Are we gon' fuck the whole summer away
I give you heatstrokes in the foreign
Ari can play the Aretha and blow all our smoke to Lordy
Okay, hold on shorty
I been smoking purple like Ceely
Ain't shit on TV (Fuck is you doin'?)
Damn, I hate TV (Fuck is you doin'?)
Come through and see me, board like a Ouija
I need your spirit, hands on the wood 'til we near it
Missin' your lake, got me Erie
Early the mornin' she drippin Keurig
I been drinkin' a lil' bit
I been worried 'bout you
Girl, what got you tweakin'?
Tell me the truth, tell me truth
See, baby
I just wanna know, I gotta know, where you been?
I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh
All to forget about you
I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh
All to forget about you
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, I try
But I'm havin' the worst luck on Tinder
Ooh, why'd you have to be a big pretender
I try, and I try, and I try, I try, I try
To give you somethin' good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh
All to forget about you
Said I've been smokin' purple haze, ooh
All to forget about you
But you lie, and you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie
Oh, it's the 47th time that I've changed my number
Should call you Mannie Fresh 'cause you's the number one stunna
You lie, you lie, and you lie, and you lie, you lie
I gave you somethin' good, 'cause I know you would
Give it to me, too
Don't date these niggas 'til you're 43
A heartbreak gonna creep on after me
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I try to cover up what I feel inside
You hurt me so deep and I...
You know, life is too short to be blockin' your blessings like that
To be blockin' potential blessings, like
Yeah, you may never get married again
You may never find the love of your life again
But, hey, that's life
And please don't be in a situation
Where that person's tearing you down
Mentally, emotionally, physically
We've heard it a million times
I think emotional abuse is way worse than physical, sometimes
'Cause that just fucks up your whole mind
You could develop whole disorders like that, whole disorders
You guys, tell me why this old nigga from my past hit me up
Talkin' bout some, is your name Courtney?
Did you go to Poplar Tree, in the first, second, and third grade?
And you had like a lightskin sister?
And you, um, you had a crush on me?
I was like, yeah, that sounds like me
But my thing is, like, nigga, like you feelin' yourself
You're feelin' yourself a little too hard
Talkin' 'bout, you had a crush on me
Nigga, yes, at like, fucking seven
Relax, relax