4 morant – Doja Cat

I’ve been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass on the wall for attention
I need faster connections

Fast as regret
I flash from the gemses
If I didn’t care what my friends did
Friends that pretend
Wanna end
When you get bit
Get slick, get quick
Wanna smash, shit

Ends with a sniff or a huff from injection
I can’t handle rejection
Damn, my reflection
Damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind and remind that I’m weak?
So I fall more behind every week
I’m the shine when the guys take a peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stairs to the street, to the gutters, to the seas

When I mutter in my sleep
I say: Mother, never weep
My brother finds clutters
She shudders when she sees
Another motherfucking trap
Wonder when she weeps
Wonder where she be

Thunder on my teeth
Spit natural disasters
Guys on the cat
Don’t mess with the past tense
You’re testing the masters
So guess what the fact is
My ex was a bachelor

Next can they get big checks from the sets
Next from the dancers
Text from their moms
This Hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles
(Someone hexed all the bottles)

Swear on my life, I always try
But in my eye, I can fly
Sigh

Better luck next time