Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carl Blanc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos Mogna
Songwriter
Lyrics
Don't bother talking bout the problems you had
Cuz i dont pay attention
I'm only here for one reason to build the tension
Just let a tip fall in you'll see a new dimension
Oh i forgot to mention
Yeah im a piece of shit
Yeah im a piece of shit (right right right)
Not much in common to be honest i don't know if its a fit
Look look i don't ask for much
Some backrubs when i finish
Im quick like valterri i ain’t even finnish
British now who the bad bloke on the coast
Beans on toast what the fuck that’s kinda gross man
Okay okay okay
I let my tongue go
21 on the nic you let your lungs go
Pretty flower on the block but i aint sprung though
No i aint sprung though
Look i don't ever feel
I don't ever feel
Maybe that's why i lie i cheat i steal
Cuz i don’t ever feel
Go tell your friends about the man that you just slept with
She talking yay long wished she woulda kept it
She wrote big ass paragraphs i aint check it
No i don't check it but i read it and i seen it all believe me
What's your real name still wonder no Stevie
They all sound the same it's getting easy
All play the same little shit but i win because i prayed for it
Major daddy issue
I don’t stay for it
Major caddy issue
I don’t trip i didn’t pay for it
Took your keys ran away to who i pleased
Still got my ex bitch freezing up new york
Still talking reckless cuz i drive a two door
Bad bad citizen
Mr whack discipline
You can do it all
Little man its bare minimum
Wood box cigar shit’ll bump my serotonin
I stay busy on a weekday i'm still boning
I don't really feel much
I don't really feel touch
You put me in 4th quarter i bet im real clutch
Back of the woods aint really for me cuz i'm real dutch
Yea yea yea
Look i don't ever
I don't ever
Maybe that's why i lie i cheat i steal
Cuz i don’t ever feel
Written by: Carlos Mogna