Honey on my bedsheet
I can't get you out my home
Homies tryna text me
When I'd rather be alone
And I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
(Skrrt!)
Sugar high
Overtook my mind
I'm a mess of skin and bones
Tell me lies
Oh, just one
That he's gone and you need more
But I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
La da da da da da (skkrt!)
Da da, la da da da da da da
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost, I feel lost
Look, look, look, listen
Makes sense we met in my kitchen (nitro!)
Spark the ignition (ripe for!)
You for the picking
Whole time I'm just an ingredient
How many flavors you need, you feel greedy yet?
We went from PDA to PDF with no guest list
Tossing and turning I'm restless
I'm sick and tired of crying
Turned my bedsheet to a pretzel M&M
Sick & tired of trying
To prevent me thinkin' bout you and him
I ain't lookin' out the window
My friends busy and my pen broke
I call UberEats every time that I eat 'cause the grocery next to your crib, though
Grandmama playing with rosary beads
Praying her lil' one is up on his feet
Pacing back forward and mumbles in Greek
Agapimou hope you get what you need
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Give it to me please don't take it from me swear I'll give it back to you tomorrow
(Aww, yeah)
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Gave it to me, please don't take it from me, please don't, yeah
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea?
(I sip mine slow)
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea, yeah
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Honey on my bedsheet
I can't get you out my home
Homies tryna text me
When I'd rather be alone
And I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
(Skrrt!)
Sugar high
Overtook my mind
I'm a mess of skin and bones
Tell me lies
Oh, just one
That he's gone and you need more
But I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
La da da da da da (skkrt!)
Da da, la da da da da da da
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost, I feel lost
Look, look, look, listen
Makes sense we met in my kitchen (nitro!)
Spark the ignition (ripe for!)
You for the picking
Whole time I'm just an ingredient
How many flavors you need, you feel greedy yet?
We went from PDA to PDF with no guest list
Tossing and turning I'm restless
I'm sick and tired of crying
Turned my bedsheet to a pretzel M&M
Sick & tired of trying
To prevent me thinkin' bout you and him
I ain't lookin' out the window
My friends busy and my pen broke
I call UberEats every time that I eat 'cause the grocery next to your crib, though
Grandmama playing with rosary beads
Praying her lil' one is up on his feet
Pacing back forward and mumbles in Greek
Agapimou hope you get what you need
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Give it to me please don't take it from me swear I'll give it back to you tomorrow
(Aww, yeah)
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Gave it to me, please don't take it from me, please don't, yeah
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea?
(I sip mine slow)
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea, yeah
I can't get you out my home
Homies tryna text me
When I'd rather be alone
And I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
(Skrrt!)
Sugar high
Overtook my mind
I'm a mess of skin and bones
Tell me lies
Oh, just one
That he's gone and you need more
But I'm sick and tired of sitting round and crying
I can't get on
But I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I can't get on
Hey neighbor can I borrow some sugar?
Teeth getting holes one at a time
Oh baby gimme all that hot sugar
Down to the core, rot my insides
La da da da da da (skkrt!)
Da da, la da da da da da da
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost
Oh, babe
I feel lost, I feel lost, I feel lost
Look, look, look, listen
Makes sense we met in my kitchen (nitro!)
Spark the ignition (ripe for!)
You for the picking
Whole time I'm just an ingredient
How many flavors you need, you feel greedy yet?
We went from PDA to PDF with no guest list
Tossing and turning I'm restless
I'm sick and tired of crying
Turned my bedsheet to a pretzel M&M
Sick & tired of trying
To prevent me thinkin' bout you and him
I ain't lookin' out the window
My friends busy and my pen broke
I call UberEats every time that I eat 'cause the grocery next to your crib, though
Grandmama playing with rosary beads
Praying her lil' one is up on his feet
Pacing back forward and mumbles in Greek
Agapimou hope you get what you need
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Give it to me please don't take it from me swear I'll give it back to you tomorrow
(Aww, yeah)
Lord I don't need a lot of money, gimme just enough so I can ball
(Oh just to ball)
Gave it to me, please don't take it from me, please don't, yeah
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea?
(I sip mine slow)
Where do we go? From here
(I wish I know)
Is this the whole idea, yeah
Writer: Mark Paraskevas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid