attachments

Don't get too attached, man
Running through attachments
Running to the money like the motherfucking tax man
Counting like a math test
Baby, are you back yet?
I don't even need her, take the seats up
Can you
Itching through my body, swear to God, I'm fucking fiending
Baby, quit texting your boyfriend, all that drama, we don't need it
Switch it up and repeat it, I switch it up when I freak it
Yeah, I'm just trying to get you wet, I do not care how you treated
Don't get too attached, man
Running through attachments
Running to the money like the motherfucking tax man
Counting like a math test
Baby, are you back yet
I don't even need her, take the seats up
Can you pass that
Ah, fuck, I'm fiending dude, do you have a toke
Uh, yeah, yeah, come into the stall, bro
Aight
It's broccoli flavor, bro
What the fuck
I can't fucking take it up
I'm sick of fucking faking it
Don't care about your boyfriend, all I care is when y'all breaking up
Get faded while I'm waking up
You want it, then you paying up
Keep talking 'bout your body count, 'cause all I care is counting up
Don't get too attached, man
Running through attachments
Running to the money like the motherfucking tax man
Counting like a math test
Baby, are you back yet
I don't even need her, take the seats up
Can you pass that