[Intro]
Ay
Yo, woah
(Taylor, Taylor) Taylor
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Woah, woah
Aye, yo

[Verse 1]
My throat is closing up, because I'm smoking so much weed
I think it might the bud, since the bud is filled with seeds
Trying to relax 'stead I'm hittin' WebMD
But this fucking paranoia got control like Dualshock 3
Say we overdue for the ice age (Freeze)
Ice age wrist balling out my price range (Frozen)
Bruise scrape fist from the other monday
Lately I'm so busy, I don't really have the time for pain (No)
I don't need it but it make me feel good
Like the stickers on the back of your laptop
Trying to fuck, baby, don't you skip school
I don't even wanna see you when I think about what we been through (So much)
She always order pricey on the menu, always buy balcony for the venue
I want to mosh by GA or I won't come through with the way you actin'
Fucking steak you couldn't get sueude
You can hold me close (If you like that, if you like that)
My feelings mean nothing to me anymore (I can't fight that, I can't fight that)
Can't tempt me with the way you touch your toes (When you bend back, when you bend back)
Replacements come with a dozen a day in the cold (With the mouse tap)
Cuffing season, yeah
[Chorus]
Feburary in the cuffing season, yeah (Yeah)
Feeling love inside the windchill and the freezing, yeah (Froze)
I quit from the summertime demons, yeah (From my demons)
Dip quick, 'round 11 when she sleeping, yeah
Hold up, phone was dead when you called me
Still sleepy, go to bed 'cause you salty (Too much salt)
Go back to your old guy, test me (Test me)
I'm a pitball, that kid is a maltese

[Verse 2]
No citrulline, just blowing trees
50mg take it all and OD
Moving slowly, faded with the homies
Got my bros, fuck a hoe, squad is 4 deep
Hit me with the cheque please, tired of this rude shit
Talking on the phone at dinner, bring him he can pay for it
Holding this relationship together like a paperclip (Oh)
Give me back my sweater, bitch, I paid for it
Winter steam sale, into games (Into games)
She don't love me, I know she just want fame (She just want fame)
Where the fuck do you see the fame? I'm a no one
See the snake already, I'll just drop you for the glow up (Glow up)
When I was down you never wait up (Wait up)
Said you were coming, skip my sleep and I would stay up (Stay)
Checking snapchat you were in [?]
Swear this the shit that bad dreams are made of (Woah)
[Chorus]
Feburary in the cuffing season, yeah (Yeah)
Feeling love inside the windchill and the freezing, yeah (In the cold)
I quit from the summertime demons, yeah
Dip quick, 'round 11 when she sleeping, yeah (Sleepy)
Hold up, phone was dead when you called me
Still sleepy, go to bed 'cause you salty (Too much salt)
Go back to your old guy, test me
I'm a pitball, that kid is a maltese