medusa (putcha dukes up!)

Hello
 Shy High, do tricks, stay mellow
 Time waster, cheap wine taster
 Flip more birds than a hippie off scherms in a canopy van
 Can you hand me my chaser?
 I wasn't really underdressed
 But my pants stay hangin', backpack swangin' (swangin')
 But my eyes saw her and my wheels took off
 Like two kids underneath the bleachers got caught
 Baby had the
 Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa
 Shorty turned me to a softie, now putcha dukes up
 Yo, yo, she's looking over here
 She's looking bro, look (you said what?)
 Bro I'm 'bouta say something (oh yeah?)
 I'ma say something (let's see it, bro)
 Watch this, bro (let's see it)
 Watch this
 Yeah
 And now I'm looking at the pavement
 Walkin' on my heels like a caveman
 Shoulda worn a sweatshirt that doesn't have a stain on the neckline
 This is just the beater
 Looking at her friend, I would really like to be her (weirdo)
 No no no, I was trying to say like I wanna be close to her and shit
 You know what I mean? (The fuck does that mean?)
 But when we get together I'ma put the shit down like feather
 We could catch a matinee at the Regal
 Said to lock my eyes on better, but I know better
 When the hard to get shit's so lethal
 Baby had an energy like symphony strings
 Played Madvillainy, she's still feelin' me
 I don't know much about shit, but you could kick it with me
 I got some lemonade and hella old records to play
 Baby had the
 Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa
 Shorty turned me to a softie, now putcha dukes up
 Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa
 Shorty turned me to a softie, now putcha dukes up
 Yeah
 And then she start askin' (she start askin')
 All of these questions (all of these questions)
 I really can't answer (I can't answer)
 I really can't (I really can't)
 Like, what is your life plan (life plan?)
 And what is your future (what is your future?)
 I can't answer (I can't answer)
 I really can't (I really can't)
 I'm caught up in the motion
 Hands keep grabbin' new potions
 My friend group not helping
 Streetlight milestones
 Shorty had the jeans with the rhinestones
 That is not my preference
 Baby had a few opportunities she didn't pick up on
 Hope she learned that lesson
 Text me when you get a little more invested
 That's how it always happens
 Baby had the
 Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa
 Shorty turned me to a softie, now putcha dukes up
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 Then my skin got grey
 And my eyes got haze
 And my brain went blue
 I don't feel my face
 When I look at you
 I cannot see shit
 And my shoes went glue
 And my hand went fist
 And my hand went
 This is not okay
 Can you pull me out?
 If you can push me in
 Then you can pull me out
 We could build a life
 I could build a house
 I'd put some furniture in it
 You could pick it out
 You could pick it, fuck
 You could be the person I look up at when I'm slipping downhill
 Found grippin', sound trippin'
 And you brought the Advil, mad trill
 But when I made it off the ground tilt
 And looked in your brown eyes
 My body went mad still