Still sweeping my phone booths,
sweaty palms on the grass blades,
run, run, run, run through my hood.
Reminiscing got me absolutely nowhere,
let's get *-faced, I don't care.
I don't care.
I guess I did the whole situation.
I guess I did the whole situation.
I guess I did the whole situation.
I guess I did the whole situation.
You wouldn't wanna know cause your rap's off.
See cause they got you biting your fingers.
Flared top, twirling vision, piece of bike car.
Swole visor, feeding the fishes.
Knee deep in your own *.
Heavy crumbs of a heartache.
Run, run, running back to you.
Bet you thought he wouldn't stretch you out,
forgot your whereabouts and yet you spent hours sat back,
sat back,
the truth.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I bet I did the whole situation.
Still staring at the moon so vacant,
watching paint dry, still high up the fragrance.
I guess I did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I guess you did the whole situation.
I bet you did the whole situation.
I bet, I bet it worked out fine.
Still grinning off my lips,
hit cheap white wine.
Glass half empty, ripped between the lines.
Why buy a bottle when you've got a grapevine like what?