“Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes)
Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes)

You is a mad distraction, in class I’m actin’
Like I’m on stage about to be rappin’
Sweaty handed, overthinking n a massive
Dork about this whole music thing (dammit)

I need that relief, that walk off stage
Silence that beat - I forgot my place
Remind me G’ if I fumble this 2 + 8
Then I can retreat to a shot off main

Summer days approachin, and it’s at 18
Both the age and the thermostat (woo dang)
Your comin at me like G-unit X Wu-Tang
Gotta protect my neck, a vitality in range

And I’m, just revising my lines, lighting my
Cigs’ n’ sizin’ any guys in sight
I might fight, or set alight with gasoline and your light 
Cause I’m the illest in mind, to keep something inside 

 can’t even lie, outta convenience our rendavous
stamped it so you could called it a bond issue
But no bond issue, more like a strong tissue
Imma bong hit thru and a vodka kiss too

Many shots in to call it night,  fuck it
Girl, you wanna cause a damned ruckus?
Girl, you wanna stay up up till we can catch the bus N’
Ride thru, dressed fly like 70’ Russians

Cause - Why Why Why Why?
You managed to get on my mind mind? 
Like don’t you know that’s a crime?
But you state you’re enjoying your time time 

Why don’t we just crash and spend the night?
I’m already tired, and your m kind
Stay by my side until it’s like five
(That’s my schedule by the way alright?) Right-

Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes like)
Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes like)

So come on, just step up 
Go and throw your head up
Reflecting on that  you know that I’m better
Let’s drink until our faces couldn’t get redder
Let’s Think about this under stars and dressed in leather 

I’m no romantic, imma plan dates in a casket 
Tour crematoriums, a see what happens?
Call me inglorious, but with our fashion 
Were either the poorest kids or the classists

Now I’m trying explain how  a hangout turned to a stay out
Gotta give it 8 hours off that J now   
Funky funky funky (yeah yeah yeah)
I almost got high enough to ask for a date now-

 girl these secrets kept in like I got lockjaw
But with enough pieces, I might nod off
Hear me say your name and on god
Thank you for not makin this one a goth thot 

 everyday I’m wondering, what’s the next move?
I could do a hundred things except text smooth
That’s why the call me braille.. Get it yoot?
You got me at a spot for a confession too-

It’s the one way mirror, like hun I’m nearer
To going insane in this chair like you pulled a lever 
Im flushin up’ - my mind is going Keter
Quit pullin on that shit cause I might get a fever

I got  a leana back, and that’s a real mean fact
This ain’t no G rap, this is just for a- uhhh… shit! 
.. I’ll go and ask for her for me pad
And go back in the booth she’ll kill me with feedback

But if you know who this for, my word
Take your middle finger  point it skyward
Cuz, for anybody else. Say I’m yours
And that’s a mf’’n fly verse  

Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes like)
Girl you said you would like to (M-M-Make moves)
And I replied: girl I think I find you (bump - bumpin’ my tunes like)”