Lyrics I Wanna Go To A Therapist - Sticky Bandit

I will pick it up and roll the dice
Maybe 1 or 2
A couple hundred times
I'm love enticed
I love her thighs
I watch her ass when she's not looking
Huh
Need a bite?
Huh
Got a big appetite now
Flows abundant, won't pipe down
Should write like (I) don't have the mic now
In my veins that lemonade
Green tea renegade
Uh
Pussy is power
Fiend like I haven't had pussy in hours
Feel like strip clubs are for losers and cowards
With dreams wit bitches but fuck for an hour
Props to the chicks, you unlocking the dude like a 'smith
I'm unlocking the coupe Ima dip
Haven't robbed in a bit
Huh
Let me talk my shit
Let him talk his shit
The Bandit is more than a name
'Cause it formerly came
From the morbidly lame
I'm at war with the pain
You can kick rocks
Dread looking at the clock but tick tock
Bell ringing; about to face these big fucks
Older kids; I'm pwned, I'm on my own
They tell me I'm Marv from Home Alone
But flip it to my advantage
I'm the Bandit, I'm gon' have it
I'm gon' laugh and I'm gon' race
Get all the fake shit out my face
Hate on my ways bitch I'm gon' skate
Run up on me bitch I got manes
And they lasers
Just be the run of they nature
Suited up like they wear blazers
Your team all fakers
My team all lakers
Kobe edition
I'm on a mission BITCH

I want to go to a therapist
See why i feel like I'm perishing
Maybe
Clown and test how strong her marriage is
Lately been feeling like Marilyn
Her spirit within me
From the same motherfucking city
Van Nuys been fucking with Sticky
Just like them titties
Bouncing on top of me kitty
Giddy I giddy I giddy
I want to go to a therapist
See why i feel like I'm perishing
Maybe
Clown and test how strong her marriage is
Lately been feeling like Marilyn
Her spirit within me
From the same motherfucking city
Van Nuys been fucking with Sticky
Just like them titties
Bouncing on top of me kitty
Giddy I giddy I giddy

That's just captions
Never no cap shit
Y'all just actors
So play your role
Feel spoiled now last girl on the pole
Used to be out like I'm on patrol
Just need a reason
Now switch more than the seasons
Why do it got to have meaning
Baby a deacon
Way my head bob to this beat man
All in them walls no ceiling ceiling uh
Run it round
Weight on me is like a hundred pounds
Psilocybin takes the hundred out
I run game like a running hound
Can't wait for the tours and my dates
'Cause I'm more than a name
I perform for the game
For the dorks and the lames
There is more on my plate
There is more to be shared
Ima cop me a crib, move my homies in there like
All I want to do is work
Infinite and never burn
Every fail I fucking learn
They look back I never turn
Marinate on how it hurts
I could never have the nerve
Never been so fucking sure
Fans be waiting on the curb
Sticky passed around by word
Of mouth fuck the clout
And I'm out of this bitch like

I want to go to a therapist
See why i feel like I'm perishing
Maybe
Clown and test how strong her marriage is
Lately been feeling like Marilyn
Her spirit within me
From the same motherfucking city
Van Nuys been fucking with Sticky
Just like them titties
Bouncing on top of me kitty
Giddy I giddy I giddy
I want to go to a therapist
See why i feel like I'm perishing
Maybe
Clown and test how strong her marriage is
Lately been feeling like Marilyn
Her spirit within me
From the same motherfucking city
Van Nuys been fucking with Sticky
Just like them titties
Bouncing on top of me kitty
Giddy I giddy I giddy I giddy I giddy huh