[Verse 1]
It's Mr. High, yeah, it's me again, so sad, I need a friend
Thought y'all could sedate, your mistake was puttin' the needle in
Y'all broke skin, now all the demons, they keep on creepin' in
Your mouth is full of shit, I might hit the lip when I piss in it
I took a pic and posted on my Twitter like, "What's happening?"
I hope that I can get a couple likes and find a badder bitch
With nice tits, a nice ass, some nice lips, a nice rack
She said, "You're cummin' too quick," I said, "Bitch, you define fast"
I look up at the clock, how much time passed? One minute
Oh yeah, you know a minute, was straight drillin' that fine ass
She said, "I think you're lying, I'm tired, and where's the wine at?
And where is all the weed? I'm in need of somethin' to climax"
I said, "Okay, uh, well, let me see what I got"
I started searchin' 'round my house and found my ex-girl's top
I went from soft to jackin' off, now I'm in need of a mop
And I hear her yellin' from my room, "Mark, I said I want pot"
Destined to flop, 'cause look at all the bullshit on top
My only chance at success is if Kanye tells me to stop
While I'm at the Grammy's and they hand me the award for best pop
And I think I'm joinin' One Direction now that Malik is lost
Need a moment to pause, I wanna say, "Hi, Miss Swift
If you ever gave me the chance, then I could show you my dick
I could send you a pic, I don't care if Harry doesn't like Witt"
Like B and J, Witt and Tay, we could take over this shit
It's Mr. High, yeah, it's me again, so sad, I need a friend
Thought y'all could sedate, your mistake was puttin' the needle in
Y'all broke skin, now all the demons, they keep on creepin' in
Your mouth is full of shit, I might hit the lip when I piss in it
I took a pic and posted on my Twitter like, "What's happening?"
I hope that I can get a couple likes and find a badder bitch
With nice tits, a nice ass, some nice lips, a nice rack
She said, "You're cummin' too quick," I said, "Bitch, you define fast"
I look up at the clock, how much time passed? One minute
Oh yeah, you know a minute, was straight drillin' that fine ass
She said, "I think you're lying, I'm tired, and where's the wine at?
And where is all the weed? I'm in need of somethin' to climax"
I said, "Okay, uh, well, let me see what I got"
I started searchin' 'round my house and found my ex-girl's top
I went from soft to jackin' off, now I'm in need of a mop
And I hear her yellin' from my room, "Mark, I said I want pot"
Destined to flop, 'cause look at all the bullshit on top
My only chance at success is if Kanye tells me to stop
While I'm at the Grammy's and they hand me the award for best pop
And I think I'm joinin' One Direction now that Malik is lost
Need a moment to pause, I wanna say, "Hi, Miss Swift
If you ever gave me the chance, then I could show you my dick
I could send you a pic, I don't care if Harry doesn't like Witt"
Like B and J, Witt and Tay, we could take over this shit
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