Tabs on my tongue, yeah
Tabs on my tongue
Tabs on my tongue
Tabs, tab
Tabs on my tongue
Juice in the trunk
Butter on the biscuits
Blowing gas out of the front
Silver skies and whispers of love
I never thought I would hit you up
All that glory is really not for me
I'd rather swing amongst the trees
Find solace in the breeze
Where we find ourselves naturally
And rendezvous eternally
That's what it means
To be at a peak frequency
I never thought that I would hit you up again
Yeah but look at me now, I got your number in
A message fueled by bottles of Jameson
Yeah, look at me now, I'm f*cking pressing send
Come on through, hand it over and drag me down
I need you, baby please a little closer now
I'm passing out
It's a part of me now
I can't make a sound
Paralyzed with doubt
Too gone get back to square one yeah
Silver skies and whispers of love
I never thought that I would hit you up
Makes sense now to be down on my luck
But now is not the time for giving up
Being quiet doesn't make it any easier to pretend
I can see you leering, waiting for your moment to get in
I'm taking it back to A Lesson In Romantics
Why did Katie have to go and cry to get her script fix
Now she dosed up while she hoe up
Lean with soda, percs with vodka
Take another, no tomorrow
It's no longer considered borrowed
When you've already swallowed it all
Can't take it back
Naw
Look
Glue doesn't work on glass like that
Shook
I know panic when I see eyes go black
I never thought that I would hit you up again
But look at me now I got your number in
Now I'm pressing send