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[Intro: Rickey Thompson] Sad on your muthafuckin b-day? Bitch, what the fuck?! Don’t you realize you poppin'? Every time you walk in the room you break necks. Necks?! But you tellin' me you sad on your muthafuckin' b-day Yeah Yeah [Verse 1: Amine] Yeah I sit here and tell you my problems That’s how this work, right? I’m s’posed to be open and honest But I got time, right? My niggas having sessions and I’m doin sessions Can’t man up if masculinity your only weapon Man, I’ve thought about suicide a hundred times But, I'd hate to disappoint and see my momma cry Birthdays these days be the worst days 'Cause I know I’m getting older and not happier Me and my father love each other but we barely show it He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it He look at my generation and think that fashion's over I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova (true) I'm always on a flight, or I'm in a hurry I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry Back when putting on a condom had me really scary And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy Is better than learning from someone who doesn't And that's word to my ex And that's word to my tongue And that's word to the woman who had my heart beatin' drums Yeah Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love And the shade I had in my room was already enough I'm going on some dates and I'm making some plans But it's hard to find some love if the girl is a fan And after we fuck, she want a picture with me She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves [Hook: Amine] These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever I said, I said These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever [Interlude] Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo Yes sir, yeah, look [Verse 2: Amine] Boy, you looking big mad When you see a young brotha up in first class And you damn right my ego like to ball ball And they hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed I said my paper long My paper long You damn right, bitch My paper long It's that yellow, mellow, fellow Yeah, that Yellowstone Play the cello for the fellows, fake as silicone I went from plaque in my teeth To having plaques on the wall Gold album, with platinum records who woulda thought Young nigga, like Jigga Tryna make me a boss I'll take my momma to Louis And take your girl to the Ross nigga Back in the muthafuckin building Your boo thing want my children My net worth gon' be a billion Shorty gimme head like ceiling Dick disappear chameleon And like I'm muthafuckin rollin [?] My whip bought, it's not stolen [Hook: Amine] These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever [Verse 3: Amine] Hey doc, do I tell em how I actually feel? Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills They swear niggas play tough won't even smile in mirrors And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error Friday nights, where them broke niggas ball out And Amine be the name that your girlfriend gon call out To all my niggas with some melanin Let your feelings settle in If you feelin' worthless you should probably go and tell a friend But, I should take that advice This year has been crazy What the fuck is my life My best friend got married You can bet that I cried I met Spike and Brad Pitt, no malls I'm Saks Fifth, nigga [Outro: Rickey Thompson] Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!
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