Safe Card

I wish I can just rewind

And go straight to Tatooine

And just recline

And watch my mood switch gears

I must remind

You I am not the one that you should find

(Oh na, Oh na)

Her girlfriends use to be like “ew”

Like “why’d you even get wit’ him?”

(Ew)

Then they use to be like “ew”

Like “why’d you even stick wit’ him?”

(Period)

Yeah I’m batshit crazy

But potential have a lot of it

All those got damn feelings, stepped up outta dam’

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner

And I am not that nigga you’ll be bringing home to dinner

And I get in real bad moods

And I have thе shortest temper

And you gonе hate me soon

Probably right around December or November

(Yea)
I wish I can go and find

Some nice isolated place to clear my mind

I swear for god I hate humans some time

But I hate myself to so it’s all fine

(All fine, all good)

I just now text my F buddy

Like “bae you up? Come on what’s up?”

She said “I’m with my husband”

And I text back “I can give two fucks”

She said she bout to have sex

And I said “that’s hot, like can I watch?”

Just put the camera on you more

My brain is off the clockI am not your safe card I am just a sinner

And I am not that nigga you’ll be bringing home to dinner

And I get in real bad moods

And I have the shortest temper

And you gone hate me soon

Probably right around December

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner

And I am not that nigga you’ll be bringing home to dinner

And I get in real bad moods

And I have the shortest temper

And you gone hate me soon

Probably right around December or November

If I leave the earth by nine

(Or 6’o clock)

Will I make it in home in time

(Yeah probably not)

It’s okay I guess I’ll be fine

Is what I tell myself, push my problems at hindI am not your safe card I am just a sinner

And I am not that nigga you’ll be bringing home to dinner

And I get in real bad moods

And I have the shortest temper

And you gone hate me soon

Probably right around December

I am not your safe card I am just a sinner

And I am not that nigga you’ll be bringing home to dinner

And I get in real bad moods

And I have the shortest temper

And you gone hate me soon

Probably right around December or NovemberOh la-de-de-da

Oh la-de-de-da

Oh la-de Oh la-de Oh dee-da

(Yeah)

Yeah Oh la-de-de-da

(Yeah)