CrDnlSn - Orange Juice (Side A) Lyrics

Ay
You ain't got to go
Get the hell up outta here
You ain't got to go
Just get the hell up outta here
Ay girl
You know you sweeter than a piece of bubble gum
The flavors ran out
So I had to pop another one
Devil in a skirt
I done fell for the tricks
All them cute quirks
They got old real quick
You got corns on your feet
Sometimes you snort when you eat
Yeah you a whore in the sheets
But you fart and snore when you sleep
Oh yeah
I forgot them night terrors were the worst
I was thinking that you dying
Got my heart about to burst
And your mom's a piece of shit
I just want you to know
Your dad's kinda cool
But he's gay on the low
There's nothing wrong with that
Your family tree is slowly rotting on the inside
I know you disagree
But I'm telling you goodbye
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
Grab your shit and go
Those ain't even real tears
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
I'm changing all the locks
So I'll see ya when I see ya
I saw y'all
Walkin' in the rain
Y'all was holding hands
What a dirty game
I was laying in the cut
And I had that thang
Orange Juice Jones
I'ma sing my pain
I saw y'all
Walkin' in the rain
Y'all was holding hands
What a dirty game
I was laying in the cut
And I had that thang
Orange Juice Jones
I'ma sing my pain
Ay girl
You comin from a long line of loose women
If they had a little dough
Then dudes was getting in it
Even granny used to give it up easy
With no problems
Your family's greasy
That's how you got it from your mama
She had you so young
That she's looking like your sister
You know I got the tea
My man's hit it then he quit her
You think I didn't know
You stopped taking your birth control pills
It's why I finished on your face
Girl you got no chill
And now you looking stupid
Like your face is meltin
Looking like a candle
Now you wonder why I'm venting
I done caught you red handed
Infidelity's the crime
Now I'm the one that's demanding
A peace of mind
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
Grab your shit and go
Those ain't even real tears
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
I'm changing all the locks
So I'll see ya when I see ya
I saw y'all
Walkin' in the rain
Y'all was holding hands
What a dirty game
I was laying in the cut
And I had that thang
Orange Juice Jones
I'ma sing my pain
I saw y'all
Walkin' in the rain
Y'all was holding hands
What a dirty game
I was laying in the cut
And I had that thang
Orange Juice Jones
I'ma sing my pain
Ay girl
All your friends are skank hoes
Nasty broads with stank toes
They step out on a bro
If the banks closed
New shoes on your feet
New bag on your shoulders
They bootlegs from the flea market
But I never told ya
You don't deserve a dime
Leave with the things that you came with
I can't afford you no more
That's due to inflation
Inflated egos
Cause diminishing returns
Momma said that you was evil
But I guess I never learned
You had me hypnotized
With those hips and those thighs
But lurking on the insides
A wolf in disguise
So call Uber
Or your moms to come get you
Don't let the door hit you
Where the good Lord split you
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
Grab your shit and go
Those ain't even real tears
You ain't got to leave
Just get the hell up outta here
I'm changing all the locks
So I'll see ya when I see ya