Hands In My Pockets, Pt. 2

Dipped in honey like Jessica alba, 2 Plus size twins like Patty and Selma, Who Just might think, that there's no red flags I like those that hold me but don't hold me accountable Bun smiling, I might leave on account of you Plus, my ring that I left on the counter too Buzz if you wanna get let up, you can count on me But if I wanna get let down I'mma count on you Like after like, swipe after swipe Hi after hi, bye after bye No need to creep I left the key up on the dresser by the make-up I already know you're gonna leave before I wake up I already know I'm gonna beef with other women Why the hell did I choose to make this nobody so famous? Eviction notice on the door from all the neighbours I blame you, you blame me, they blame us Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling, pass me my gloves No, I do not like love, no, I do not like love, love, love Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling, pass me my gloves No, I do not like love, no, I do not like love, love, love Who's lazier? I speed you up but you slow me down, blowing all my Cher's Moving clueless like Stacey Dash Who's crazier? Me for going crazy ...or you ... for staying with crazy ass? Baby who's the baby uh? It's not my role to be your mother If you want a mother, go home to your mother Clearly, she's your lady uh Go re-latch onto that Labia And stay out of my mind And stop role-playing as Xavier Yes, I'm that liar A in satire Would you fire back before it back fire? Sus like quagmire Buss my ass why err? Why everyone I trust don't last iya Yes, I'm that tired Rest on Campfire Spent like ten prior Rent in back pile Head in Black oil Ten but unloyal Would you fire back before it back fire? huh Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling Please pass me gloves No, I do not like love, no, I do not like love, love, love Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling Please pass me gloves No, I do not like love, no, I do not like love, love, love Running this wheel like a gerbil Again, and again and again and again and again And again and again and again and again and again, so it's thorough I'm at your neck like a thermal For somebody else, I will not work loads I'd rather chill ... again and again and again till I'm furloughed I got a thing for this Virgo Who's happily married, a baddie Who's still got issues with her daddy but not the same daddy That her kids call daddy, it's her own Why everything gottabe personal? Journals on journals on journals Again and again and again and again and again and again in this circle Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling, pass me my gloves No, I do not like love No, I do not like love, love, love Keep my, hands in my pockets, cus I destroy everything I touch There's no fingerprints on anything or any fling, pass me gloves No, I do not like love No, I do not like love, love, love