Spray tan on my shirt
Wasn't my fault
Just got married to my world
Wasn't my fault
Phone broke Los Angeles
Wasn't my fault
Damn, I see fakes handling
Wasn't my fault
Yeah,
I'ma keep doing unforgivable * So what's
the point of sorry that's never gonna stay?
What's the point of sorry?
I just slide and I get away
I
think the faith says it all I'ma dumb the * out
Go Neanderthal Wrecked another four Four more four seasons
Take the man out the war But the war never leave him
I'm going through a crisis Not my fault
I walk between the brinks That's nature's job
Disaroma of the reptile
They stick it to three-star phone broke in Los Angeles
Then Ross's face scandal wasn't my
Nah,
every damn body's gonna need an apostle Fear
and loathing goggles make everyone models
Lil' devil on my arm Wasn't my fault
Quay losing my pawn Wasn't my fault
Said never ending date of birth Boof,
ay,
he treat my liver like them critics were
The worst way I had to bribe the bellman She was screaming asthmatic
Victorious secrets come with secret costs,
damn it
Room service 30 late Where's my tartar steak?
It's got me coming down on Friday
Slut loss
Slut loss
Slut loss
Slut loss
It's not my fault It's not my fault
I'm going through
a crisis Not my fault
I walk between the brinks
That's nature's job Disaroma of the reptile
It's not my fault It's not my fault
It's not my fault