Intimacy Is Dead Lyrics

Let's not beat around the bush

Know I made you like my only option

Know it's overdue

Yeah

We bound to get to talking

So damn obsessed

I'm practically stalking

Been having dreams

Waking up on Christmas Eve

Gifting you a stocking

Name it

You can have whatever it is that you been wanting

As long as you can promise me you'll lock it

So it's your move

What you plotting

Seems like you plotting a lot

Got me down bad

Bikini Bottom

Patricks rock

Really thought

We we're for sure

We finna pop

Guess I'm running out luck

Man

This shit don't stop

Steady at the bottom of the tier while I put so many bitches at the top

Way my heart been beating lately

Thinking I'ma drop

Dead cold

Guess this shit was just a flop

Funny I'm accustomed to the rot

Can't you give me intimate vibes

Without a drop

They be wanting pussy

Baby

I be wanting talks

No chalk

Know this probably stresses you

But jotting on this paper keeps me calm

Otherwise I'd go and blow your spot

Up

Lifting up my palm

I'm asking god

Why you keep on doing this

Got me alma twisting into nots

If I had an option

choose not

Uh

Rather hide emotions

Show I'm numb

No stop

Please stop her

Yeah

Please stop her

She been running loose

Broke down my defense

I can't guard her

Despite my wants

She needs more partners

Hear me out

Slow down

Just listen

Ponder

Let's not beat around the bush

Know I made you like my only option

Know it's overdue

Yeah

We bound to get to talking

So damn obsessed

I'm practically stalking

Been having dreams

Waking up on Christmas Eve

Gifting you a stocking

Name it

You can have whatever it is that you been wanting

As long as you can promise me you'll lock it

So it's your move

What you plotting

Fuck it If you ain't gon let me know

Cause

Shit is getting old

Bruh

Know I mentioned all of my emotions

And how they be sporadic and be floating

Yet you picked up the weapon

You toting

Toying

How you gonna offer me the potion

And not even tell your boy that it's poisoned

beating round the bush

Steady watching

Got me in your crosshairs

And your accuracy is startling

Way that you be eyeing me

Convinced me we we're starting this

Starring in this drama flick

Happy endings never been apart of it

Sadness is what I will be departing with

Could've been fine if I had some common sense

Or common cents

Hopped on to your back just like a cardigan

Ian ever playing all my cards again

Turning to liquor

And I ain't ever been a party man

Homebody

Rather be laid up

Just us

Several wandering hands

But I got a feeling that I'm bout to get the ban

Getting canceled by you wasn't in the plans

Where we at

There you are

Here I am

Picking up your bags but deep down

You know I'm the man

Make space for the land

Way that I'm elevating is grand

Grabbing plenty things along the way and holding them for ransom

You can go ahead and pull your pants up

Don't you throw a fit

Don't you dare throw a tantrum

Shits already damaged