كلمات 1942

You so fucking lowkey Only show the plate when you're on dates Seems like you don't know me Go ahead and eat, won't change a thing Tell me what is, what it is Don't beat around the bush Tell me what it is, and what it isn't 'Cause I'm fucked up On that 1942, you don't mix it with nothing Like it's 1942, we be waring for nothing Girl, it's 19:42, thought you worked a 9-to-5? Something ain't adding up, you don't do overtime 42 Got us fucked up I asked you: Who's your first love? You said your ex, your previous When I give you hugs, does it replace the feeling? Calling me a clown, but we both not serious Time's the bеst healer but your scars still vivid I done lost mysеlf to this imposter syndrome Hard on myself, but you're so forgiving Occupation exposes me to badder bitches And half wouldn't be here if I weren't winning We do this all the time, passion on overdrive Call me when you're sober, yeah Love got no compromise, passion on overdrive Call me when you're sober, yeah Tell me what is, what it is Don't beat around the bush Tell me what it is, and what it isn't 'Cause I'm fucked up On that 1942, you don't mix it with nothing Like it's 1942, we be waring for nothing Girl, it's 19:42, thought you worked a 9-to-5? Something ain't adding up, you don't do overtime 42 Got us fucked up