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Emails Video (MV)




Performed By: Yucky Poor
Length: 2:16
Written by: Jordan Abramowitz




Yucky Poor - Emails Lyrics




My ex keeps sending me emails after I blocked her on everything else
It's hard to deal with these females, and I know that closure it helps
But I'm scared, I'm scared I'm scared
Of what the future holds for me
And I know, I know, I know
It's probably me

Really got my bands up
Really in my bag, yeah I'm really tryna get it
If you call me I don't answer
You must be in my grandma's lungs cos bitch you are a cancer
I didn't realize it
Maybe I created an idea to despise
And your tweets, they tantalize me
Follow and unfollow me like that
Making new accounts to hit my at
I don't like to face rejection
The idea of commitment makes me turn opposite direction
I'd rather leave you on read than
Having you offtrack me
Everything's not as it seems
Living the dream
For the first three months at least
You already talking about copping a lease
Really tryna be my bestest, moving slower than mollases
I know that I lack the passion, all my decisions are rash
But only way I'll ever hit you back up if I got a rash
Know we both got Jewish last names, but we are not Goldman-Sachs
Not two peas in no pod

My ex keeps sending me emails after I blocked her on everything else
It's hard to deal with these females, and I know that closure it helps
But I'm scared, I'm scared I'm scared
Of what the future holds for me
And I know, I know, I know
It's probably me
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My ex keeps sending me emails after I blocked her on everything else
It's hard to deal with these females, and I know that closure it helps
But I'm scared, I'm scared I'm scared
Of what the future holds for me
And I know, I know, I know
It's probably me

Really got my bands up
Really in my bag, yeah I'm really tryna get it
If you call me I don't answer
You must be in my grandma's lungs cos bitch you are a cancer
I didn't realize it
Maybe I created an idea to despise
And your tweets, they tantalize me
Follow and unfollow me like that
Making new accounts to hit my at
I don't like to face rejection
The idea of commitment makes me turn opposite direction
I'd rather leave you on read than
Having you offtrack me
Everything's not as it seems
Living the dream
For the first three months at least
You already talking about copping a lease
Really tryna be my bestest, moving slower than mollases
I know that I lack the passion, all my decisions are rash
But only way I'll ever hit you back up if I got a rash
Know we both got Jewish last names, but we are not Goldman-Sachs
Not two peas in no pod

My ex keeps sending me emails after I blocked her on everything else
It's hard to deal with these females, and I know that closure it helps
But I'm scared, I'm scared I'm scared
Of what the future holds for me
And I know, I know, I know
It's probably me
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Writer: Jordan Abramowitz
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