Lyrics

Hey, keep me up, more hits than the Beatles, yuh It's tedious, sweet and fake she's stevia BB guns, I don't play with real ones Anymore, tell me how you feel Numb, dumb, fun, I won High as the sun That time of the month Hide like the moon Your friend ain't gotta run A tad out of tune A tie of the tongues Oh lord It's not enough It's safe for me To say, things right I can't breathe I feign delight Toughest leaders Xzay, me, I I ain't surprised, I've been here all night I took advice, еnded up on ice A list of flaws, will wear your wholе life I took your fall, the fault is all mine She'd do it all like I'm a Klondike Play with your hands I fantasize, 'bout you my biggest fan She left a prize, behind, her eyes, alive Our cries, align, she's in my plans I want to see her on me Want to see her ride it Want to see her face to my waist 69'in Let me take the first turn I flip her on her side I let her take this curve, it hurt a lil But she likey Yeah, yeah It's tedious, sweet and fake she's stevia BB guns, I don't play with real ones Anymore, tell me how you feel Numb, dumb, fun, I won High as the sun That time of the month Hide like the moon Your friend ain't gotta run A tad out of tune A tie of the tongues Oh lord It's not enough It's not enough I like it rough Scotty beam me up I get high as I want Burning up my lungs Either love or it's lust Not as fun as it was When you do it a bunch That can't be us Girl we fought, a must, yeah We tried to rush And ended up in stunts Let 'em know the spill Let 'em know it's real How you sposed to feel With major sex appeal ayy Ayy, styrofoam cups (yeah) My whip do donuts (skrr) I left just because (yeah) I say her name she blush (woah) I made this a career (yeah) I play the sport, a gear (yeah) I'm not a fan of his (yeah) He better pledge and kneel Tyson, now I got your ear I got marijuana here I could make your condom bling Midas touch, I rap, I sing I don't want just any pus Perry, better shave your bush Baby, show your daddy some Yeah, yeah It's tedious, sweet and fake she's stevia BB guns, I don't play with real ones Anymore, tell me how you feel Numb, dumb, fun, I won High as the sun That time of the month Hide like the moon Your friend ain't gotta run A tad out of tune A tie of the tongues Oh lord It's not enough (Hey, keep me up, more hits than the Beatles, yuh) (It's tedious, sweet and fake she's stevia)