Yes Please - Broke Baby

Fresh outta luck give a fuck broke baby
Fresh outta luck outta luck


People think I’m crazy
I don’t ever pay em no mind
ohhh oh oh oh yea
ohh oh oh oh yea
If you catch me slipping baby
That’ll be the last one
Ohhh oh oh oh yea


People always asking ‘bout a dream
It’s floating back in texas changing blue to green
Poster on my then bleach it clean
Frozen like I’m dead now
Things were never said now
People always asking what you mean
Could I make it anymore clearer?
Am I doing dirt or doing me
They don’t love me anyway
Happy stay a day away


Fresh out of luck
Broke baby yeah
I’ve come untucked
Oh baby yeah
Yeahhh Yeahhh


People think I’m crazy
I don’t ever pay ‘em no mind
ohhh oh oh oh yeah
ohh oh oh oh yea
If you catch me slipping baby
That’ll be the last one
Ohhh oh oh oh yea


Keep my shoes tied
You dive in
Upside I wonder
Reel me in

Fire on the ceiling
Fire on the floor
Ain’t no fire when you feel me yea
No fire when you broke

Written by:
Aaron O'Brien, Matthew Migliorelli

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Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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