Tastes likecopper

[Part I]

[Chorus]
Uh, grr, I told lil' bitch I’m baked (Baked)
And I don't (Yo) know what to say, uh, I cannot do romance
People just feel so fake, uh, yeah (Fake)
Jabari and me on comets
Taylor and me on waves, uh
I don't know who to like, uh (Like)
But I know who to hate, uh (Hate)
Maybe I’m way too negative
So maybe I need my space (Space, uh, damn, uh)
And Jesse and I hit bait (Let's go)
Nicholas bought some BAPE, uh (Bought some BAPE)
We been blowin' on big woods (Big woods)
Still, I hit that vape then rail that pill
And touch the moon (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Uh, I-I been suckin' back balloons (Uh)
Please don't hit my line if it is not the afternoon (It is not, no)
Please don't call my phone unless it's evenin', okay (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just poured my cup and that shit was bleedin’, okay-’kay (Uh, yo)
Once I was gettin' on new friends were never in good faith (Damn, uh, oh, let’s go)
You could lose it all and they gon' leave you in that state
I had plenty tears fall on designer pants and fade
I-I been dressin' nice, but it's the norm because I’m gay
Uh, agh, I'm in the sauna when I'm touchin' Molly (Woah, yo, yo)
She see I'm stressed out and she tryna calm me
Don't massage me, just touch up on my body (Body)
Fuck it, let's skip the night and rain-check that party
Uh, ayy, I geek her up and now she movin' like a zombie
Oh, agh, I deck Dior on top her chest, not Abercrombie
I pour out cups, she told me to make it look like Barney (Barney)
Don't play those games with me, lil' bitch, I am not no Carney (Carney, uh)

[Chorus]
Uh, I told lil' bitch I'm baked (Baked)
And I don't know what to say (Say)
I cannot do romance
People just feel so fake (Fake)
Jabari and me on comets
Taylor and me on waves
I don't know who to like, uh
But I know who to hate, yeah
Maybe I'm way too negative
So maybe I need my space (Space)
Jesse and I hit bait, uh
Nicholas bought some BAPE (BAPE)
We been blowin' on big woods (Woods)
Still, I hit that vape then rail that pill and touch the moon (Moon, uh, ah)
(Yeah, I'ma touch the moon, I'ma touch the moon, baby
I'ma touch—, oh, ah, fuck it then)

[Part II]

[Chorus]
Bro pull up with that cooker
I'm at peace off this Molly, talkin' to my booker
Tryna eat like I'm fat, like I'm in the desert
I don't pre
I just ball up till I need a stretcher for me 'cause I'm— (Uh)

[Verse]
If I'm bein' honest, first I think about is me
Been one too many fakers tryna play around ODE
I never share my shit with cakers 'cause they take it like it's free
But I'm lovely when I'm on at E
Uh, you a faggot, you a clown boy (You a clown)
When I fucked his bitch, oh, I pound boy
I made her sing like she was Kid Laroi
Wiped it up with mink 'cause I'm a rich boy
Drank came through and I put it in my tonic
Smoking cookie from the moon, I feel like I was Wallace and Gromit (Yeah)
(I won't) I won't fuck around because my girl is special product
This city get to me, I need to dip off to a cottage
Oh, I hope you don't mind when I settle in place
I'm sweatin' off these drugs, baby, please just give me space (Space)
I am not no thug, baby, I keep people to rage
I ain't go in for that hug she gave me
'Cause I'm not tryna make new friends
Welcome to the safe house
Percocet on the nightstand
Turn Percocet in my brain now
Typical bitch with sub tweets
Fuck it, I'm feelin' great now
Ciroq with the blunt, I'm binked now

[Chorus]
Uh, bro-bro pull up with that cooker
I'm at peace off of this Molly, talkin' to my booker
Tryna eat like I'm fat, like I'm in the desert
I don't pre
I just ball up till I need a stretcher for me 'cause I'm geeked