Текст песни Breathing Room/Skin Coloured Blue - UGLY BOY

Hello?

Yeah, you left yo' shit at my house, I miss the conversating
Think on a blouse for so long, think I'm losin' it
I blink out my mouth
The time keeps ticking every time I'm around
I'm so damn boring, I-I-I
Skip out the house
Try to emote but I'm stuck tryna shout like
"Go on I don't give a shit"
I left out her house
Smell like cigarettes
Cry on the couch that I found on the side street (aye!)

Suffocate my breathing room, baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby (yeah)
Help me to just read the room
Go away, go away, go away, go away, (aye)
I think I am indeed alone, baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby (hey)
I no to just be a fool, but fuck it
(But fuck it) But fuck it, ah, fuck!

Girl! You're so hot when you use me (aye)
Treat me like it don't really matter what you're doing (aye)
I am just a fling and I know that's what you doing
Do it to me good, make me feel like I deserve it
(Yeah) Yeah! What's the word?
I'm kicked to the curb (kill 'em!)
Ya'll stick to the trends like a damn bible verse, yeah (kill 'em!)
She gon' reimburse after my endorsement (tell em!)
I feel like a curse, make her feel like she deserve it (kill em!)

Ah, ooh (yeah)
(Aye) Hoo, oo-ooh
Ah, ooh (aye, aye, aye, aye)
Oo-ooh (read the room!)
Ah, ooh (go away, go away, go away, go away, yeah)
Hoo, oo-ooh (indeed alone!)
Ah, ooh (go away, go away)

Hello? (be a fool)
You said this shit was to the grave
Well I'll dig it where I found these flowers for ya
An hour away from searchin' for a host
And I just hope that ain't nobody knows
That's why it's great that I'm alone
Late night, skating on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the colour of your skin
Bag others for time, true
Cuz nobody listenin'
I got my posters realized but Sam Raimi couldn't help (aye)

Suffocate my breathing room, baby
Oh, baby, oh, baby (aye, aye, aye, aye)
Help me to just read the room
Go away, go away, go away, go away, (aye)
I think I am indeed alone, baby
Oh, I think I am indeed alone, wait
I no to b-be a fool, but fuck it
(But fuck it) But fuck it, yo, aye

Girl! You're so hot when you use me
Treat me like it don't really matter what you're doing
I am just a fling and I know that's what you doing
Do it to me good, make me feel like I deserve it
(Yeah) Yeah! What's the word?
I'm kicked to the curb (kill 'em!)
Ya'll stick to the trends like a damn bible verse, yeah (kill 'em!)
She gon' reimburse after my endorsement (tell em!)
I feel like a curse, make her feel like she deserve it (kill em!)
Yeah!

You said this shit was to the grave
Well I'll dig it where I found these flowers for ya
An hour away from searchin' for a host
And I just hope that ain't nobody knows, yeah
That's why it's great that I'm alone
Late night, skating on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the colour of your skin
Bag others for time
Cuz nobody listenin'
I got my posters realized but Sam Raimi couldn't-

(Jaded, Jaded)
Jaded on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the c- nobody new
Bags others for time
Cuz nobody listenin', I got my
P- my eyes blue like the colour of your skin (yeah)
Jaded on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the c- nobody new
Bags others for time
Cuz nobody listenin', (aye) I got my
P- my eyes blue like the colour of your skin (aye, aye, yo)
Yo
New fandango, keep my eyes on the other side
Side switching snakes slithering
Keep on batting eyes
Pride when I speak, we could dance under neon lights
Nine on the sheets, when he cum might shoot out her eye
He get that thing that keep my peace, keep my thang alive
Bribe for a feature, want the posies? get picked, pussy
Smell your fucking flowers, last thing you did, pussy
Keep on prayin' for a hit, Imma boxer
Helluva toxin, it keep you on one, boy
Super Contra, my mantra what I wanted, boy
Keep it poppin', no stopping when I walk in, homie
Bromies know I fuck yo' ho and keep 'em watching on me, uh
She peeping me and DBC cuz she catching vibes
Your boy show up on NBC, ya'll so Dateline
Grape vine heard Simon Ritchie gon' make it
Last bitch fucked up, next girl my ultimatum
Bait you rats out your holes
I don't know a motherfucker
"State some facts that you know"
Imma ho, motherfucker
Bitch is bad and I know imma tap, motherfucker
Fling lover is my status and I'm proud, motherfucker, yo

Proud of young boy, obsessed with his gang, bitch
Prada lungs, boy, I breathe through thick chains, bitch
As a young boy possessed by Golf Wang, bitch
Might buy a chain and flex it like I'm famous (yeah)

Jaded on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the c- nobody new
Bags others for time
Cuz nobody listenin', I got my
P- my eyes blue like the colour of your skin (yeah)
Jaded on my phone, I ain't find nobody new
Bags under my eyes blue like the c- nobody new
Bags others for time
Cuz nobody listenin', I got my
P- my eyes blue like the colour of your skin (yeah)

(Yeah)