Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy Woah N-Y-O-T-A Uh [Chorus] Preheat to three hundred sixty degrees, baby Take a seat, oh, won't you have a feast, maybe? Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet Maybe I'm crumbling (Ayy, yeah) Maybe I'm crumbling [Verse 1] Stir it up, won't you stir it up 'til you give it up? Spread the love, won't you spread the love 'til you feel the bumps? Feel the crumbs sneak into your hoodie sleeve, shrug it off Feel your sock slipping off your heel deep within your Docs You're uncomfortable, you don't show it all, that's your call Snuck into your soul, now they want it all and your flaws Falling to the floor, keep on wanting more from your core You say cut it off 'cause you wanna soar on your course I know that you on your way to find your pot of gold Chills are runnin' up and down your spine, but it's not cold If you end up fallin', I'ma catch you I promise nobody is looking at you [Chorus] Preheat to three hundred sixty dеgrees, baby Take a seat, oh, won't you have a fеast, maybe? Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet Maybe I'm crumbling Maybe I'm crumbling Preheat to three hundred sixty degrees, baby Take a seat, oh, won't you have a feast, maybe? Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet Maybe I'm crumbling Maybe I'm crumbling [Verse 2] Am I pushing you away when I say that I wanna be alone? Be alone 'Cause when I'm in my zone, I forget to tell you, "Leave a message at the tone," hold the phone Surrounded by humans Engulfed by the fluids I don't wanna do this Although I've been through it Right now, I feel clueless I feel like a nuisance I don't wanna waste my time, I'll be alright Spend the whole night stressing to the sunlight I don't see my way out, I don't know my next step It went how I expected I'm not a pessimist though There's still a lesson enclosed Wait 'til it unfolds I keep the family close Nah, I don't mean blood, I'm talking 'bout the niggas I chose And they chose me back After rejection, I ain't never expected that 'Cause we in the same boat and I ain't talking cap Let's see how that flows, I'ma stick like tree sap, relax 'Cause I'm more than that You know you're more than Black? And if you need a label, damn, nigga, here's your stamp One day you'll realize they don't need to validate you You got your crew, they got a clan, but they don't have a clue [Chorus] Preheat to three hundred sixty degrees, baby Take a seat, oh, won't you have a feast, maybe? Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet Maybe l'm crumbling Maybe I'm crumbling Preheat to three hundred sixty degrees, baby Take a seat, oh, won't you have a feast, maybe? Deep freeze, it doesn't taste so sweet Maybe I'm crumbling Maybe I'm crumbling [Outro] Ayy, woah