ACTHEKiDFROMSPACE - BiTTER SWEET

Remember when we lacked communication
Smoking on the things just to get away from, bad relationships turned situation-ships
Sipping on the bottle to escape from this
No I'm not a killer but I make the hit
Know I catch a body cause she talk that shit
I know she hesitating but she may commit
She gimme all the attitude, she pay for it

Cause I do it yeah I do it like I want to
Always rolling so I'm running from the 1 2's
Feeling horny so she telling me to come through
Doing splits on the wall like kung-fu
Stripping down real fast count one two
12 am since I stopped thinking bout you
Ciroc up on the rocks and now she pass the blunt too

Bringing all the freaks out, she'll have some fun too yeah
Know I'm in the gym you skinny pencil yeah
She wanna come you know I'm gonna cancel yeah
Know she been flossing just like dental yeah
Met DK we started doing dancehall yeah
Got no time for bitches cause my hands full yeah
Know I gotta buy it ain't no rental yeah
Ain't no rental yeah

Yeah, okay yeah

Cut you off no breaks or pause
Know my patience skinny just like a straw
I been moving like a bus, not a car
Slow and steady but I'ma go far
Tired of the fakes, gotta cut em off
Turn the lights off, you can turn me on
Gotta get going, gotta get gone
Yeah, gotta get gone

Why she getting nervous every single time that I say hello, yeah
She sleep on me just like a pillow, nah
This ain't no fairy tale, no cinderella
There's a lotta things I wanna but I just can't tell her ugh
Cause if I tell her she'll be getting jealous, yeah
And then she'll put a shell up Donatello, fuck
So I just sit back light my cigarillo up

What she getting mad for anyways

I'm a dark rose so you can't pluck a petal
Used to get worked up, now my vibe is mellow
Doing psychedelics in the room you know its yellow
I stopped thinking bout you so I hope you get the memo
Give her cherry blunt if she sweet like Morello
She just wanna fight then fuck, we got a schedule
If she wanna settle, let her
Add some echo, let it settle
The re-up is a full time job

Cut you off no breaks or pause
Know my patience skinny just like a straw
I been moving like a bus, not a car
Slow and steady but I'ma go far
Tired of the fakes, gotta cut em off
Turn the lights off, you can turn me on
Gotta get going, gotta get gone
Yeah, gotta get gone yeah

Written by:
Aaron Campbell

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