DR. WHOEVER

Sad on your motherfuckin' b-day?

Bitch, what the fuck?

Don't you realize you poppin'?

Every time you walk in a room you break necks, necks

But you tellin' me you sad on yo' motherfuckin’ b-day?

Yeah

I sit here and tell you my problems, that's how this work, right?

I'm s'posed to be open and honest, but I got time, right?

My **** having seshes and I'm doin' sessions

Can't man up if masculinity your only weapon

Man, I've thought about suicide a hundred times

But, I'd hate to disappoint and see my momma cry

Birthdays these days be the worst days

'Cause I know I'm gettin' older and not happier

Me and my father love each other, but we barely show it

He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it

He look at my generation and think that fashion's over

I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova (True)

I'm always on a flight (Hm) Or I'm in a hurry (Yeah)

I miss when losin' my virginity was my only worry (Yeah)

Back when puttin' on a condom had me really scary (Scary)

And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry

I think learnin' how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy

Is better than learnin' from someone who doesn't

And that's word to my ex and that's word to my tongue (Yeah)

And that's word to the woman who had my heart beatin' drums (Drums, drums)

Yeah, love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish (Yeah)

Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace (Yeah)

I kept it on the low low, 'cause I was in love (Love)

And the shade I had in my room was already enough ('Nough)

I'm goin' on some dates and I'm makin' some plans

But it's hard to find some love if the girl is a fan (Fan)

And after we fuck, she want a picture with me

She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves, yeah

These intros ain't meant to be bangers

They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers

Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather

Tune in your speakers and please be my DR. WHOEVER

I said, I said, these intros ain't meant to be bangers

They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers

Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather

Tune in your speakers and please be my DR. WHOEVER, yeah

Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo

Yes sir, yeah, look (Skrrt)

Boy, you lookin' big mad

When you see a young brotha up in first class (Yee!)

And you damn right my ego like Lavar Ball (Yuh)

They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed (Skrrt)

Yeah, I said my paper long (Yeah), My paper long (Yuh)

You damn right, bitch (Bitch) My paper long (Yeah)

It's that yellow, mellow, fellow, yeah, that Yellowstone (Hey!)

Play the cello for the fellows, fake as silicone (True)

I went from plaque in my teeth to havin' plaques on the wall

Gold album with platinum records

Who woulda thought? (Uh-huh)

Young ****, like Jigga, tryna make me a boss

I'll take my momma to Louis and take your girl to the Ross ****, uh-huh

Back in the motherfuckin' building (Yeah)

Your boo thing want my children (Yeah)

My net worth gon' be billions

Shorty gimme head like ceiling (True)

Dick disappear, chameleon (True)

And like my motherfuckin' Roley (Yay!)

My whip bought bitch not stolen (Brrr)

These intros ain't meant to be bangers

They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers

Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather

Tune in your speakers and please be my DR. WHOEVER, yeah

Hey doc, do I tell 'em how I actually feel? (Yeah)

Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills (Yeah)

They swear **** play tough, won't even smile in mirrors (Nah)

And we learned to fuck hoes off trial and error

Friday nights, where them broke **** ball out

And Aminé be the name that your girlfriend gon' call out (Call out)

To all my **** with some melanin, let your feelings settle in

If you feelin' worthless (Yeah)

You should probably go and tell a friend (Tell it)

Yeah, but I should take that advice

This year has been crazy, what the fuck is my life? (What)

My best friend got married, you can bet that I cried

I met Spike and Brad Pitt, no malls, I'm Saks Fifth, **** (Rrr!)

Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!