You ever seen blue cherries before?

Well, they're hanging below my belt

Girl, you wouldn't know how I felt

Stuck in these loops, like a toucan with fruit

(You feel me?)

You feel me? You feel me?

I know you feeling that feeling

You feel me? You feel me?

Wait, we ain't s'posed to be feeling

You feel me? You feel me?

I know you feeling that feeling

You feel me? You feel me?

Wait- no feelings

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off

Oh my god, girl, you're making me soft

Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft

I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?

(x2)

Looking like Young Chop when you slob on my knob

Going side-to-side like it's corn on the cobb

Thinking "pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top"

"Don't stop, baby girl, I know your cherry been popped"

I know we ain't together, but times like this I wanna be

And no matter the weather, I'm feeling like a dog in heat

Yet it seems your tricks are not my treats

I'll take myself a break, and ride on out to this beat

Yeah, I'm about to drive away, from out of state to outer space

But first I've got some things to say while my brain is in this place

No disgrace or distaste

I don't just copy and paste

Words you laced with your bias and hate

I call that illiterate

Girl, you going Planet of the Ape-shit

Crazy on me with the lane switch

Stick-shifting with my dick

But gonna complain if

After I stuck it in, I didn't stick around

As if somehow we're dating again?

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off

Oh my god, girl, you're keeping me soft

Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft

I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?

(x2)

We used to have a bong and rip it like some frogs

Getting high and drinking beer on the lawn

I used to call you 'dear' like a fawn

Your cherry lip-balm had me kissing you long

But lately, you've been missing, Amy Dunne, girl, you're gone

Yeah, sometimes I blow up, just like a cherry bomb

I erupt, it makes me nautious

And upchuck, so I l play it cautious

And toughen up to stop this

Cherry-red-faced rage

Screaming in my car and rattling the cage

Surpassing the phase of your phage

I can't be plagued, I'm a healer

I'm INTP, like I can't perceive emotions either

I have plenty of 'em, like the one Flowseidon was

Featured on, you know the heat was drawn

The hunt was on, we was prowling

Girls had just hurt us so we went out for some fouling (yup)

Moving through the room and everybody was bouncing

FlowslackS coming through had all the ladies surrounding

Like we was the dudes they had always dreamed they'd be pounding

Oh my god, girl, you gotta get off

Oh my god, girl, you're making me soft

Oh my god, girl, get out of my loft

I thought we were done, so why the fuck you on top?

(x2)

It's like everyday you wake up and try to make me the bad guy

Now I got pains in the form of a thorn in my backside

Because you know damn well I ain't that guy

No, that guy never bought you pad thai out in the cold and pouring rain

No, that guy never thought you had time to be more bold and change

No, that guy didn't believe in you

Nah, that guy didn't know

But that guy that you perceive as true

Is why I needed you to go

I thought you wanted us to grow, the state is more comatose

So, why turn back now that it's hashed out and we've moved on to different flows?

Girl, I think you know

I'm praying you stay composed