CARROTS Pomsky (Ft. Sewerperson)

[Chorus: Pomsky]
We listening to Pharrell, you treat me like a pharaoh, woah
We make a good pair bitch, chasing after carrots, woah
We fell in love paris, I could see it in your eyes
I'm the right guy baby but it's the wrong time

[Verse 1: Pomsky]
Spent a thousand dollars just to try to get to know you
Little fashion mama, we can try each others clothing
I'm in the desert, feels like fear and loathing
I'm on the come up, glowing, glowing, glowing
I'm like a pod racer, going, going, going
Why you hate episode one? Why you negative? (Because it sucks!)
I'm prescribed a reasonable amount of sedatives
I'm an anxious person, I guess that's just what it is
I got a lot of heart, and it's rare
You don't even deserve it, who taught you to share?
Feeling emotional and listening to Cher
You're really god damn beautiful, I was taught not to stare, though
I'ma walk behind you if you're walking up the stairs
Gripping on your neck and pulling on your hair
Racing, racing, racing, I feel like Will Ferrell
Hope this shit ain't corny, I don't want no karo

[Chorus: Pomsky]
We listening to clairo, you treat me like a phoaroh
We make a good pair bitch, chasing after carrots, whoa
We fell in love paris, I could see it in your eyes
I'm the right guy baby but it's the wrong time