Model Plane

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Drapht, Complete, Bitter Belief] Okay Ah, bro Last night I had to sleep on the couch with the cat She started calling me Oscar The Grouch, like I was Hanging with trash, but I was hanging with Sheldon "Bro, Why am I trash?" Well, the world ends, 'cause you keep Paying out her girlfriend Stacey, paying out Like she was on welfare with a baby, "Dude She is on welfare with a baby!" Oh, mate, maybe she is But I am the one that cops it like Jay-Z in a lift When it elevates, I need to make an escape I need a light at the end of the tunnel see me exеcrate Like El Chapo, a new world Fidеl Castro No smoking hot heads, no tabasco Like no lasso, you ain't heard about This type of beef, do not sink your teeth in "Why don't you pack your bags and leave then, genius?" Well, it never gets back to my time to speak to say— [Chorus (Condensed): Drapht] Can we just chill, be nonchalant? Let's take the leaf from the book of a Rasta, man There's always something wrong Unless we doing exactly just what you want [Verse 2: Bitter Belief, Complete, Drapht] See, I remember being two peas in a pod Back when making her happy was an easier job But lately she's been needy because she's been reading a blog That says every guy is just a cheat and a dog "Uh sexist much?" How's she gonna use The same damn brush for the rest of us? And she said, 'Oh, you wanna talk? Let's discuss The fact that you been hitting all ya exes up!' Yeah, she's mad, 'cause she knows I text two of my exes But I didn't even end my text to 'em with X's "Uh... well, that's to be expected if you ask me" But, man, these are friendships she never contested in the past "Damn, sounds like some hard work" I swear to God this girl is getting on my last nerve It's funny how she always wants to know my passwords Then she gets defensive whenever I ask hers [Interlude: Drapht] Hmm, okay, well, yeah, you can look through my phone, but I can't look through yours? Yeah, well, that's a bit backwards isn't it? Okay, cool. Yeah, sick... It's like 'One, two, three, let's go [Chorus: Drapht] Can we just chill, be nonchalant? Let's take the leaf from the book of a Rasta, man There's always something wrong Unless we doing exactly just what you want But I ain't your hobby, baby No, I ain't your model train No, no, no, no Ain't here to please your needs And, no, I ain't your model plane No, no, no, no, no, no, no [Verse 3: Complete, Bitter Belief, Drapht] I was like, 'Please, babe, behave, I don't want a clean shave Everybody's looking at us, why you gotta be strange?' Late, 'cause she wouldn't take the freeway Now she's tryna make me eat a salad on my b-day *Text Tone* For Pete's sake, what is it now? What is it she assumes I ain't being honest about? What does she mean 'Who's Monica?' I don't know a Monica Oh, she mean's that Monica, wow I swear she's just a friend, "Okay, just a friend" Now can this please never ever be discussed again? "Mate" I never want us to end But I ain't one of them custom men, she thinks she's such a ten "She thinks she's so unique," she thinks she's all of that *Ringtone* Monica, I'm gonna have to call ya back "Haha, remember when she chased you with a steak knife?" Bro, I better go, yo, it's date night, great, right? [Chorus: Drapht] Can we just chill, be nonchalant? Let's take the leaf from the book of a Rasta, man There's always something wrong Unless we doing exactly just what you want But I ain't your hobby, baby No, I ain't your model train No, no, no, no Ain't here to please your needs And, no, I ain't your model plane No, no, no, no, no, no, no