Pickleball

[Verse 1]
On my concert in the catch loud
Terrytown
I'm in the Conjuring
Life wanna be scary now
Since hotboxing in the Civic, had to air it out
T-Shirts for rollies, yo
They're stepping up their hand-me-downs
So jaded, I swear that it's getting worse too
I'm eating fondue
Turn it into bird food
Stay hot, but catch me somewhere in Montana
Can of Yerba with a spliffy
Ate up goo inside of Fanta
It's the phantom of the studio
Been here for a hot minute
You're life Ruth Bader
Just simply not living
I'm in the burbs with permission slips off limits
Everybody here white, jewish, and thеy're all dentists
New Balancе, short shorts, and a creep stache
Beach house in Montague
Like, why the fuck you need that?
I'ma have to see that
Matter fact, run your shit
Add your wallet to my IP, now it's publishing

[Pre-Chorus]
She look like Taylor Swift mixed with Mia Goth
Phone tag, every FaceTime piss me off
Life got different, now I'm missing calls
We've been going back and forth like it's pickle-ball
If I don't like you, I'ma tell you to your face
Moved to California, now it's every fucking day
Lot up on my mind
Lot up on my plate
I'm not responsible for anything I say

[Chorus]
Nose dived so hard, I'm cool with it
Pull up fucked up, done ruined shit
No one trust us, we hooligans
Skip class, do drugs
I'm losing friends
Nose dived so hard, I'm cool with it
Pull up fucked up, done ruined shit
No one trust us, we hooligans
Skip class, do drugs
I'm losing friends

[Verse 2]
Started slurring words
Now I feel it in my nucleus
I leave the house
In every corner there's some stupid shit
Using PTO summers at the grand Budapest
Collin Farrell money
Catholic bitch, give 'em Jewish neck
Everything I've ever learned, I've forgotton
Booed of stage, Yankee fitted playing Boston
Can't admit I have a problem til my homies throw an intervention
Copacetic, I'm too high to ever learn my lesson
Rye Brooks finest, build a statue in my honor
Parking tickets every visit
Getting syrup from my doctor
Hit the cinema with Tucker
Blowing smoke at the projector
Polar expedition, bitch
And there's no service here to text you
Break a leg, break a wrist, I'm consistent
Always been dope, now these people fucking listen
I feel like a ghost
Mingling with the living
Searching for my purpose, tryna reach a new existence

[Pre-Chorus]
She look like Taylor Swift mixed with Mia Goth
Phone tag, every FaceTime piss me off
Life got different, now I'm missing calls
We've been going back and forth like it's pickle-ball
If I don't like you, I'ma tell you to your face
Moved to California, now it's every fucking day
Lot up on my mind
Lot up on my plate
I'm not responsible for anything I say

[Chorus]
Nose dived so hard, I'm cool with it
Pull up fucked up, done ruined shit
No one trust us, we hooligans
Skip class, do drugs
I'm losing friends
Nose dived so hard, I'm cool with it
Pull up fucked up, done ruined shit
No one trust us, we hooligans
Skip class, do drugs
I'm losing friends