Lyrics

I didn't come to party I just came to get my money right Yuh ay yo ay yeah I don't wanna party I'm just comin' off a bender Wrist frozen lookin' like the 12th month That shit December I just had a foursome And all three girls were Heather Gave 'em bronze silver gold so they knew which one of em did it better Ay I'm in the corner and I'm unbothered Look around the club and I can tell you all had bad fathers Her nose runny but she wearin' joggers I just asked this bitch her name and she said Nut Gobbler Huh what the fuck I'm up at casinos where the land sovereign Said she won't do porn but she's had real offers Feel like John Mulaney need a bad doctor If I'm not showin' on your radar it's a broken Doppler And every time the leaves change I eat some apple cobbler Me and the homies gettin' fat we eatin' buttered lobster The coach told me when I'm ready that I'm on the roster Because I tried out for the team and made a sixty yarder And I can make it farther I'm not crazy yet I'm just a little off my rocker I just opened up my DM's got 'em slidin' like a sea otter I bought a chariot and now these horses all need water But I'm done with dating yes cause y'all sneakier than Pearl Harbor I don't know This whole world is fucked up We're all fuckin' fucked unless we really get our bucks up But either way it won't matter when aliens abduct us Like a BJ on an airplane I hope that I get sucked up I hope that I get sucked up Yeah I hope that I get sucked up
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