heres where i'm at with the lyrics, did the best job i could but i'm pretty sure whats not (?) is pretty accurate, just had a real hard time with the first couple of bars tho, this song is so insanely hard and i wish bobby got more recognition for being one of the top 10 best artists out rn better when i'm noddin out (?) these feeling's i can't hide behind and i'm not with the run around shootin on the safe side, i gotta pretend i'm hard i got multiple keys and adderall, she wanna go to the governor's ball baddie play D2 volleyball, start hurtin took my tylenol sauce it mixed with chemicals, disposable like camera roll rearrange the ceiling panel, all my gas is flammable bad bitch full of silicon, i'm just a neanderthal we done got some guns at the crib, fuck martial law you know i done did what i did, not the wherewithal (shoutout to my roommate joey for help wit this 1) a lot of me decepticon, see her eyes like saruman (the bad guy in LOTR who controls sauron's big eye on top of that building thing) bitch she sound like car alarm, i'll take latte with it, caramel scone i know i was playin that bitch, i was playin that bitch like carl malone i know i was playin that bitch, i was playin that bitch like guitar solo i'm not with none of that rigmarole, won't help me focus on that (?) got a ticket but i'm registered, optimal fuck the beverly hills police department
