Sore Loser

[Intro]
Daytrip took it to ten

[Verse 1]
She said I'm a cold-blooded, clean and methodical killer
Thorough as it gets but I just threw up in the sprinter
I can't pay attention, she keep talking, I don't get it
Took too many percys, I can't make it through the dinner
I can't take a break, I pop a bottle, It's a bender
It's a hundred in the city but my neck on winter
She don't wanna fuck unless I take her out to dinner

[Pre-Chorus]
Sore loser, poor me
I don't fit in, it's okay
It's a race around your head
And I don't wanna drive laying in my bed
And I don't wanna try

[Chorus]
And she don't get it, all these moods I get in
Make me feel insane, I'ma blow my brain
All these places that I've been
Can't seem to find one I fit in
Taking all the time, yeah, taking all the time
I need a drink or two, pop a bottle, bitch
She a model broad, she said she got model friends
Taking all the time, yeah, taking all the time I needed

[Verse 2]
All my space (Uh)
And a good blunt of doja to the face (uh)
'Cause It's hell on earth without you
She said I could never doubt you
But I get right back to work (Uh)
Turn the clear soda right into purp, yeah
Ksubis with the Gucci
Leave the party in a hearse
Make a movie with me, but don't fall in love
It hurts

[Chorus]
And she don't get it, all these moods I get in
Make me feel insane, I'ma blow my brain
All these places that I've been
Can't seem to find one I fit in
Taking all the time, yeah, taking all the time
I need a drink or two, pop a bottle, bitch
She a model broad, she said she got model friends
Taking all the time, yeah, taking all the time I needed

[Outro]
Daytrip took it to ten