Tropes, mason infinity - Adele lyrics
[Tropes, mason infinity - Adele lyrics]
Uh huh okay, I'll take down your credit
Card number right now, then
And we'll have that right for ya
If you wanna give me that i use cash
You use cash? Oh, how convenient, yes
I gotta eat, guy, what do you think of that?
You gotta eat what
Eat 96 fucking pounds of ribs? yeah
You wanna leg wrestle? Get together?
Yeah, I'll fucking leg wrestle
You shut the fuck up
ZeroWorld
Ah, like a door on the side of a mill
Don't know what I wanna do, I'll go to hell
Music got me dancing like Adele
Green fit, Koopa Troopa with a shell
I want more, I want more
But they keep on saying that I'm done for
I want more
Why you treat me like a tug of war
TV screen with the
That's the last time I tell a
Bro to fucking text me respect me
That's all that I ask for
But it's ten sheets
Try to paint the picture like an artist
You're the enemy
Pretend to be what everybody wants
And you lose everything
You lost a clique, you lost your friends now
Started shit, but it's no fault but your own
You leave it up to the phone
And it's not if you're alone
You pick and choose all the time
I just be waiting in line
Fucking waste my time with 96
Fucking reports of spare ribs, okay?
I know you're trying to have fun, but hey
Seriously, fucking think about it
Okay? We're
Yeah, I listened to your song
I think it's boring
When you turn your music
On I'm fucking snoring
When I'm off a couple pills
I feel like soaring
I feel like clarifying I don't do drugs
Take a step back, I don't even think that
Yeah, I'm with my boy and
We ain't even look back
Find a new way, I'm the cool way
See me right, right, right, see me escape
Ah, like a door on the side of a mill
Don't know what I wanna do, I'll go to hell
Music got me dancing like Adele
Green fit, Koopa Troopa with a shell
I want more, I want more
But they keep on saying that I'm done for
I want more
Why you treat me like a tug of war
TV screen with the
Card number right now, then
And we'll have that right for ya
If you wanna give me that i use cash
You use cash? Oh, how convenient, yes
I gotta eat, guy, what do you think of that?
You gotta eat what
Eat 96 fucking pounds of ribs? yeah
You wanna leg wrestle? Get together?
Yeah, I'll fucking leg wrestle
You shut the fuck up
ZeroWorld
Ah, like a door on the side of a mill
Don't know what I wanna do, I'll go to hell
Music got me dancing like Adele
Green fit, Koopa Troopa with a shell
I want more, I want more
But they keep on saying that I'm done for
I want more
Why you treat me like a tug of war
TV screen with the
That's the last time I tell a
Bro to fucking text me respect me
That's all that I ask for
But it's ten sheets
Try to paint the picture like an artist
You're the enemy
Pretend to be what everybody wants
And you lose everything
You lost a clique, you lost your friends now
Started shit, but it's no fault but your own
You leave it up to the phone
And it's not if you're alone
You pick and choose all the time
I just be waiting in line
Fucking waste my time with 96
Fucking reports of spare ribs, okay?
I know you're trying to have fun, but hey
Seriously, fucking think about it
Okay? We're
Yeah, I listened to your song
I think it's boring
When you turn your music
On I'm fucking snoring
When I'm off a couple pills
I feel like soaring
I feel like clarifying I don't do drugs
Take a step back, I don't even think that
Yeah, I'm with my boy and
We ain't even look back
Find a new way, I'm the cool way
See me right, right, right, see me escape
Ah, like a door on the side of a mill
Don't know what I wanna do, I'll go to hell
Music got me dancing like Adele
Green fit, Koopa Troopa with a shell
I want more, I want more
But they keep on saying that I'm done for
I want more
Why you treat me like a tug of war
TV screen with the