[Chorus]
I don't want to smoke weed with you
But I think that you're pretty cute
And if you want to get some coffee
That would be cool with me
I don't want to smoke weed with you
But I think that you're pretty cute
And if you want to get some coffee
That would be cool
Cool with me
Cool with me
Cool with me
Cool with me
(Dance)

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 1]
I used to wonder why people named hurricanes after bitches
Used to wonder why people were scared to dig ditches
Now I get it
They trap you in the eye or the ditch
Kill you with this
Pummel you with iron and fist
And so I'm drinking when I'm fucking
Ain't trying to feel things
But I still think
Despite the desperate downing of ill dank
I'm no tank
I'm body with a miniature blood bank
But my bank account's on E
And my mind account's on she
And I can't fill up the Marquee
But I guess that all that shit's on me
You put me in the middle of France
I'd do these fucking show for free
She said she likes my eyes
I said, "Stop playing, they're just brown kind of like my skin"
We laughed it off and kissed again
Dance

[Chorus]