I’m a little sick but it’s okay I guess

Trying to fit this girl in my life
It’s something like moving with a U-Haul
Nothing really fits so right
But I’m always there when you call

Back back
Like beep beep beep
Always got your back babe
You know me
Back in the backseat grabbin' on cheeks
I really need to stop fucking you

Skeet skeet skeet

Damn I’m faded
And you love when I am
But truth be told I'm in love with this money
Not you anymore
Whippin' flippin' the yams

That's fucked up
But that’s life though
Mix liquor up with NyQuil
That’s my favorite night pill
It’s like rolling the dice with god
But you piss me off
Ardicuno the rock
I go hard in the paint like I'm fucking you raw
On the week that reminds you
You could be a mom
But that’s nasty
Yea, that’s nasty