*67 (USA)
We Don’t Slow Dance
[Chorus: *67]
We explainin' romance
Give that n***a no chance
I'll cut off your fingers if you even think to hold hands
Man, fuck romance
Never even slow danced
I looked in the mirror, saw the reaper and my soul dance
[Verse 1: *67]
I can't handle liquor, shawty, I'm a slow sipper
Pickin' up the pieces, and I'm takin' down your pictures
Your flower up and winded, but I guess it really differs
I'll be in your ocean, I'm surrounded by your glitter
[Chorus: *67]
We explainin' romance
Give that n***a no chance
I'll cut off your fingers if you even think to hold hands
Man, fuck romance
Never even slow danced
I looked in the mirror, saw the reaper and my soul dance
[Verse 2: James Oasis]
Bone dry when I text you 'cause I only love the friction
You keep the keys my love like the door that’s near your kitchen
I hate how in our convo's, I’m sincere but then you bitchin'
Couldn’t shed a tear for no one when I’m healthy where I’m livin'
She just wanna real man, I can never be that
Swear when I’m done lyin' I’ll be strugglin' not to relapse
Baby, I just love it when your eyes are filled with hearts
'Cause I know it’s all my doin' when I’m in your underparts
You cannot pretend that I don’t make you feel some sort of way
Cryin' when I leave you, but your flowers cried a different way
The other day you kissed me on the floor and said I hurt your face
But I don’t bite for nobody like you must you're special babe
[Chorus: *67]
We explainin' romance
Give that n***a no chance
I'll cut off your fingers if you even think to hold hands
Man, fuck romance
Never even slow danced
I looked in the mirror, saw the reaper and my soul dance
[Outro: James Oasis]
Bone dry when I text you 'cause I only love the friction
You— cryin' when I leave you—
Cryin'— cryin' when I leave you—
Said I hurt your face but—
Like, you must think you're special babe