Something is missing
Something in his sigh
Looking like we've fallen out of place
Don't let go
Her chaser I'm gripping like I'm brolic
My blazer dripping like it's a Pollock
From her jugo stung by the light
My pace up sprinting I'm no koala
Yeah her tastebuds lying but she a scholar
Got my microbes under the slide
Yeah
Bend the light
These achromatic lenses
Won't actuate my limbs
But you can try
Change her mind
When it's held high? Forget it
I must look so fried
And I admit it
Tried to be so high
But you won't let your might slim
Tryna get like you baby
Tried to be so high
No
Don't
Tryna get like you baby