[Intro: Clara La San & Sewerperson]
(Eric, look at me)
Stop, wait a minute
The way you move that, boy
You done got my heart all in it
And I just wanna be with you tonight
Boy, please
I'm a player, yeah, it's true
But I change the game for you
I wanna see what it do
Can I be for real?
I cannot find the words
I swear I thought of like everything
I got a—

[Chorus: Sewerperson]
I-I cannot find the words
I swear I thought of like everything
I got a big night ahead of me
But still, I just wait for the phone to ring
You-you treat me worse than my enemies
But here, I just thought you were lovin' me, fuck
But I can't abandon the crutch of me, fuck
And all of this pressure is crushing me
I don't need problems on top of these
So fuck it, I guess it look fair to me (Fuck)
[Verse 1: Sewerperson]
Pink-pink up my blunt, I'm blowing it out
Forty-sixth floor in the condo
Goose on my shoulders with pain in my mouth
Shit smell up half of Toronto
I roll again, try to settle me down
Stuck in my thoughts when it's no one around
Turn off my phone and I lay on the ground
Worried 'bout shit that I don't know
And I won't know and I can't know
'Cause I'm human and I can't cope
Damn, I guess I need me a breath of air
These balcony winds will comb my hair, fuck

[Bridge: Sewerperson & Clara La San]
(Comb my hair, they will comb my hair
Broke beyond repair, it's way too common here, fuck
What you say? Just tell me what you said
Fuck, I lit the fire up and now she seein' red)
Stop, wait a—
Stop, wait a—
The way you-the way you-the way you move that, boy
(Ah)

[Verse 2: Sewerperson]
I'm a young demon, I pull out the lot
And I burn out the mall then I roll me an eighth
I got some fabrics you never had seen
'Cause I'm camoed to shit, yeah, I bought me the BAPE
I add his bitch to the roster to fuck when I'm bored
And I'm chillin, just hittin' my vape
I need a hobby to put on my resumé now
'Cause I'm always just rottin' away
Up in my room with a party of eight
I'm like, "Hm, nah, think I'ma stay"
"Pull up at ten if you can come"
Then I'm like, "Hm, nah, think I'll be late"
Dropping this shit when it's done, I export
I'm like, "Hm, nah, think I'ma wait", fuck
[Chorus: Sewerperson]
I cannot find the words
I swear I thought of like everything
I got a big night ahead of me, fuck
But still, I just wait for the phone to ring
You treat-you treat me wor-worse than my enemies
But here, I just thought you were lovin' me, fuck
But I can't abandon the crutch of me, fuck
And all of this pressure is crushing me, fuck
(I cannot find the words
I swear I thought of like everything
I got a big night ahead of me
Still, I just wait for the phone to ring)