Lyrics Desperado - Gecko

These days I feel like I'm in newtons cradle
Momentum conserved when I spew out a fable
Never concerned with the weight of my actions
They taken aback when they see I'm unstable
Constant collisions like you can't predict it
Entropy heightened behaviors exhibit
Phenomenon that could not be superstitious
Now I'm restating my ways with the physics
Swear I'm a pro at this shit (I'm a pro)
Got PHD in my niche (Yeah I got it)
Me and your bitch got some chemistry (Chemistry)
Making these bonds when we meet (When we meet)
Know that we releasing energy (Ugh)
Sweating off all of this heat (Ugh)
Know that I'm tryna replenish (Replenish)
Fiending for that ATP (Bitch I'm fiending)
I got a lot on my plate it's a feast
Can't give a fuck when they ask for a piece
Tell these lil maggots stop riding my meat
I chew in abundance whenever I eat
And now I can't stomach the taste of your treat
And you reluctant to give it to me
Then I'm like fuck that bitch I'mma do me
Then I'm like fuck that shit
(Then I'm like Then I'm like I'mma do-)

Thoughts are so dense but my words are so hollow
You cannot fiddle with this desperado
I steal emotion; I put it in bottles
I sell it for cheap then buy tickets for lotto
Crying; I just hear staccato vibrato
To me your feelings tomayto tomahto
Can't differentiate anger and sorrow
Can't deal with this shit so I'm out to chicago
When things get rocky detach like Apollo
Rushin' to fight like your last name was Drago
I fuck a model while poppin' a bottle
While she's in my phone: what you doing tomorrow?
Can't cause I'm busy she wonder where is he
I'm doing shit different I'm pushing this throttle
My truth is iffy my morals are distant
She begging for me to just stay on the call though

Thoughts are so dense but my words are so hollow
You cannot fiddle with this desperado
I steal emotion; I put it in bottles
I sell it for cheap then buy tickets for lotto
Crying; I just hear staccato vibrato
To me your feelings tomayto tomahto
Can't differentiate anger and sorrow
Can't deal with this shit so I'm (Out to chicago)
When things get rocky detach like Apollo
You rushin' to fight like your last name was Drago
I fuck a model while poppin' a bottle
While she's in my phone: what you doing tomorrow?
Can't cause I'm busy they wonder where is he
I'm doing shit different; pushing this throttle
My truth is iffy my morals are distant
She begging for me to just