[Intro: Doechii]
Mmm
Higher than a mockingbird
Flip inside the silencer
Interrupt my caliber
This gon' turn to how to kill no fuckin' bird
[Chorus: Doechii]
Give me the space that I deserve
Give me a place where I can die
Beautiful viper in disguise
You are the cause of my demise
[Refrain: Doechii]
You are, you are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are (Mmm)
You are, you are, you are, you are (Okay)
You are, you are, you are
[Verse 1: Doechii]
I'm joyriding on thе beat in a Challenger (Challеnger)
You niggas my passengers (Passengers)
Donuts in the parking lot, Holy Moly Donut Shop
Pull up to your daddy job
He gon' eat this booty after dark like it's butterscotch
While I sip Menage A Trois
It's payday and he gon' do whatever I say, say
It's me, you, and plus two, subtract your boo, I call that Treyway
All these hoes, I feel like Bombay
Actin' like children, I turn to Harambe
Think I'm a villain, took time to admit it
They want me to pivot, I'm overcommitted
They want an exhibit and I want to pop
I need commission, it's part of the business
It's all in the vision, man, how can I stop?
I need the lot, I need the acre
Give me all forty
Give me Top 40 before I hit forty
I need a whip that look sporty
I need to get a lil' shorty
I need a friend who ain't boring
Give me that Ricky and Morty, huh?
Mmm
Higher than a mockingbird
Flip inside the silencer
Interrupt my caliber
This gon' turn to how to kill no fuckin' bird
[Chorus: Doechii]
Give me the space that I deserve
Give me a place where I can die
Beautiful viper in disguise
You are the cause of my demise
[Refrain: Doechii]
You are, you are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are (Mmm)
You are, you are, you are, you are (Okay)
You are, you are, you are
[Verse 1: Doechii]
I'm joyriding on thе beat in a Challenger (Challеnger)
You niggas my passengers (Passengers)
Donuts in the parking lot, Holy Moly Donut Shop
Pull up to your daddy job
He gon' eat this booty after dark like it's butterscotch
While I sip Menage A Trois
It's payday and he gon' do whatever I say, say
It's me, you, and plus two, subtract your boo, I call that Treyway
All these hoes, I feel like Bombay
Actin' like children, I turn to Harambe
Think I'm a villain, took time to admit it
They want me to pivot, I'm overcommitted
They want an exhibit and I want to pop
I need commission, it's part of the business
It's all in the vision, man, how can I stop?
I need the lot, I need the acre
Give me all forty
Give me Top 40 before I hit forty
I need a whip that look sporty
I need to get a lil' shorty
I need a friend who ain't boring
Give me that Ricky and Morty, huh?
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