(Intro)
As we're holding hands
Kiss ya neck and dance

We're makebeliefs
Together
We laugh and cry, and dance the night

In may beliefs
The taste of your lips
And the way your wear your hair

And the solar eclipse
As we stand and we glare
Lalala, dadada, la


(Verse)
Scarf and a gold teeth, crooked the villain

As false mythical spirit to make her suck it
You see a lot of girls play to pretend
When the spilled ink leaks to the bottom of the pen

He with the microphone, should have been a gym coach
Swap bad grades for Chanel and this line of !@%!e
I used to kiss her, way before the blister

Fattest $$# cheeks, and ran a train on her sister
Fickle like the nickle, shine beaming on her green stone
Laces with the hole, and a sticker made of fresh scones

My best friend, my very best coochie
Not a class clown, but appeared real groovy
And yeah, we had sex all over in the bathroom

Shades on, packing like a rascal out in Cancun
And can you blame him, growing up a lost soul?
So damn nervous, probably put it in the wrong hole

Damn, god damn, don't say it
Whatever 'bout this twitch, he was a villain when naked
The type of chick that put the ring on your finger

Disfiguring the fleshbone, scrape her with a whisper
I keep dreaming, oh %#@!, the blunt's lingering
Support your local drug dealer, four fidda split a can


(Bridge)
Walking 'round town with the girl of my dreams, in my brain

Thoughts keep lingering, like I won't ever $#&@ again
Shadows of emotion, while I'm singing in the ocean
Just leave me alone, alone


(Verse)
He had a black face, innit

Her with the $$# fat swoll out naked
Stationary shotgun, Snapchat her momma (Yo mom)
Telling 'em my girl's got the keys to my Honda

What a shame, and it's a borderline travesty
The chromosome lacking, with a spit from her cavity
Annoy the sanity, jewels from your majesty

Waking up sweaty, with the wet dream fantasy
I mean I hit it, confusion of the first degree
Swole to the lip bone, bleeding gums murphy

And I even sucked her toes on some other %#@!
But she got a tat of his ego on her left tit
You see a lot of girls play to pretend

When the spilled ink leaks to the bottom of the pen
But whatever, she tried to be clever
At least I still got the North Face sweater