SABI, Nyco, trash.man - script

I don't go out
Too much
I don't get drunk
That's fucked
I don't need you
No crutch
Pushing me out
As such
I just need payment
No sound
Go and just shut, your mouth
Stacking the brick
No doubt
Boxing me in
I'm out
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
Keep it off the script
I, don't really want to take this hit
Right, damned when you called it quits
Why, bother when you never really wanted me here
Cheerleading gang with the splits no fear
But I'm a split, don't need this shit
Leave the tab for the next mother fucker who calls you his bitch
Script off
Lemme talk off record
Your green I can't afford
Now what's in store
All aboard the one way
To the nowhere floor
Back up, take this and go somewhere ho
Can't do this no more
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
I'm on my eyeroll shit
Better know that your boy
Ugly like Papyrus
Don't need what's viral
I need loving, two arms wrapped around me
That's priceless
I'm rambling, whatever though
I just want to spend time with you
You fond of me?
I'm high as the cloud but I still keep ten toes down on my Wukong shit
Can I kick it?
Your company is all that I need
Hey you take the lead
I got two left feet but I try to keep up with the way that you move
Like ooh, ain't follow no script
Ain't no actor
I just don't wanna live in a world without you
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
Keep it off the script
Tell me something sick
Falling, circle it
That's on me, that's it
Can't keep you out of my head
Sometimes I'm feeling misled
Keep it, that's
Fuck
Okay

Written by:
Cesar Suero Luzon, Ori Henriksen, Owen McNicholl, Raul Rios

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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