Bubble Tea - Intellectual

[Intro]

Bloodhounds

Aged

I don’t know what you expected from me

Boring life, you boring type, no, you can’t hang around me

She still tryna cool with me, but I hate how she sounding

Do it out of love but at the end she’ll wanna dub me

And when you suffocate, look into your eyes and see your spirit slip away

And in your suffering, stare into the sky and use your dying breath in vain

I can hear you crying blood murder

All your friends are flakes, I hang with the day ones and the killers

And I swear I hear you whisper when we talk like that

But I guarantee you’ll shut up when we walk like that

Contaminate my brain with thoughts of hope to ease the pain

I couldn't give a single fuck about you by the way

Blowing bubbles in my tea

Tapioca boba oxys in my teeth