woosah

I be changing up the crib every quarter

I got tired of not living how I wanna

I'm a make this shit as big as I wanna

I get lost of my way to the kitchen in the morning

Somewhere in the hills of Montana

Baby gotta heal from the traumas

Mailbox filled up with commas

I'm a make enough to disappear if you wanna

I ain't got no time to waste on the come up

I be changing up the crib every quarter (every quarter)

I get lost on my way back from the kitchen

'Cause I don't know which way I'm going in the corridor

I told her woosah, woosah

(Woosah, woosah)

Yeah

Utah, jazzed off a few shots and woosah

Yeah, you gotta woosah when I do talk

It's that to the moon talk

I know what I want, give no fucks what you want

Woosah, woosah

Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw

Fuck what you saw

I been on my day to day (yeah, uh)

Disappear like David Blaine

I'm talking woosah, woosah

Fuck the hoopla

I saw what I saw, fuck what you saw

I been on my day to day

Disappear like David Blaine

Shorty tryna act like she perfect, she didn't have to

Sometimes shit isn't working until it has to

I been in my bag, I been workin' like I still have to

Got mom and dad off Sherman, you know I had to

Woosah, woosah

Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw

Fuck what you saw

I been on my day to day (yeah)

Disappear like David Blaine

I told her woosah, woosah

I told her woosah, woosah

Not the type of person concerned with what I can't do

Woosah, woosah

Fuck the hoopla, I saw what I saw

Fuck what you saw

I been on my day to day, uh

Disappear like David Blaine, uh

I told her woosah, woosah