I be changing up the crib every quarter
I got tired of not living how I wanna
I'm a make this shit as big as I wanna
I get lost of my way to the kitchen in the morning
Somewhere in the hills of Montana
Baby gotta heal from the trauma
Mailbox filled up with commas
I'm a make enough to disappear if you wanna
I ain't got no time to waste on the come up
I be changing up the crib every quarter
I Get lost on my way back from the kitchen
Cause I don't know which way I'm going in the corridor
I told her woosah
Woosah
Utah
Jazzed off a few shots
Woosah
Yeah you gotta woosah
When I do talk
It's that to the moon talk
I know what I want
Give no fucks what you want
Woosah woosah
Fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw
Fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day
Disappear like David Blaine
I'm talking woosah woosah
Fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw
Fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day
Disappear like David Blaine
Shorty tryna act like she perfect
She didn't have to
Sometimes shit isn't working
Until it has to
I been in my bag
I been work like I still have to
Got mom and dad off Sherman
You know I had to
Woosah Woosah
Fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw
Fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day
Disappear like David Blaine
I told her woosah
Woosah
I told her woosah
Woosah
Not the type of person
concerned with what I can't do
Woosah woosah
Fuck the hoopla
I saw what I saw
Fuck what you saw
I been on my day to day
Disappear like David Blaine
I told her woosah
Woosah