Punkstar, bitch I feel like-
Yawns

I get dressed to stay home
You're the one I wait on
But you'd rather play with me instead
I'ma chain her to my Tripp pants
'Cause I hate the distance
I just cannot get you out my head
I dress nice to stay home
Listening to Hellboy
Smoking on a L, boy, in my bed
And yeah my Nikes Realtree
Smoking on these sweet leaves
And we getting real geeked once again (once again)

Oh
Woah
So here we go again
Here we go again

Everybody wants to hold her hand
And I don't think she even knows who I am
Taking pictures off of my story
Hope she ignores me
'Cause

I get dressed to stay home
You're the one I wait on
But you'd rather play with me instead
I'm a chain her to my Tripp pants
'Cause I hate the distance
I just cannot get you out my head
I dress nice to stay home
Listening to Hellboy
Smoking on a L, boy, in my bed
And yeah my Nikes Realtree
Smoking on these sweet leaves
And we getting real geeked once again (Once again)