I met you down at BSMNT with your camera on
Bitch, you tryna shoot a video?
I knew around this time you had a man
But I was ‘bout to move to Wilmy, I ain’t know where I was stayin’ and man
You had the pasties on your nipples
They was lookin’ soft n suckle, and damn I wanna suck ‘em, and ahhhhh
You got a mind like the deep end, make me wanna dive deep in
It’s funny how we linked at the art show,
When I was just tellin’ B. Heim I love art hoes
You put your number in my phone
And I know we out in public, but this blunt gettin’ sparked thoooooooough
You got a face like a Greek goddess
Me and you like Marcelous and Ms. Wallace
‘23 Mickey and Mallory, in the drop top causin’ problems
And I know it’s just the first night, but that’s word on my Pops, you gon’ be my first wife, aight
Have I missed out the whole time, livin’ life at the goal line
Usually I wait until there’s no time, but your vibe just made a nigga get so suave
So I hit it one more time, then I left for a class that I dropped out
I got too many problems to take on yours
And you don’t even know me at all
Don’t cry of over me, why you fuckin’ up your makeup for
I would wish you the best, but it probably was me
I’m not the type of nigga that you take up for
I’m not the type of nigga that you wait up for
This the type of shit that people break up for
And not to mention, bitch
I got too many problems to take on yours
And you don’t even know me at all
See you got yours, but I don’t got nothin’ at all
So please stop callin’ my phone
I’m not tryna… [gunshots]
Theo Tobias' vocals shine on this dynamic and delicate 4-track dose of melancholic indie rock from Manchester, England. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 11, 2016