tampa as in the bay - Fucking Hot Lyrics

Why must I be a teenager in love?
Why must I be a teenager in love?

TAMPA
The curtain's closed, Ginobili
I'm an Obi-Wan Kenobi
When I throw, you know me
So go home, my homie
I like to
Put a shimmy everywhere I step
You should step to me
I knock you Jengas down, it's meant to be
Goddamn Tampa, calling shots like a referee
How you doing
Emo-to-Goth
Transfer, like, how you doing
I'm ready to ruin, strapped up
Mic'd up
Wombo combo
Sportin' the nicest of ponchos
And though I maybe
Sound just a tad bit conceited
Able-bodied often, but
Do it off the weekend
Get it
Checkmate and f*ck it
Chess games are nothing
TBoi Uzi Verting
Youngin' comma skrting
Dash of certain numbness
Choosiest vape master murkin' hundreds
Boi, you stand for nothing
You expect this guy not to toss up
I'm stuntin' anyplace just saying what's up
The f*ck is up
And my soul's been a dull piece of me
For so long
This is luck
Yo, pipe up