Striped Sweater Weather/Edith Allan Poe ft. Boyd Money & Vander Lyrics

Crawl slow

Tilt over edge of plateau

Flesh used as feed for the crows

Poet with her tongue, Allan Poe

Guiding steady hand all to sew

Copper dial 911 in the city

Caught a guppy in the lake, fish by the plenty

Baby break fast in her Beamer, order Denny's

Take the hardship to the chin, ball chiny

Roses in her fishbowl to turn her like Timmy

Got a purr in her engine, her kitty named Hemi

Now Keke love me and jig with me like Shiggy

Ooooo, she chilling

Got her battle scars in Fayettnam, she a villain

Coochie from Brazil, I ask where's Krillin

Hit stick a ball player, she finesse him for a million

Fucked her on the round table, paid her too shillings

Smoked a - started moonwalking on the ceiling

Muffled moans in her pillow tell me why they killed Kenny

She love to get messy off the bean

Popped a pill, Michael Jackson lean

Princess get on top, color cream

Skin, scalp butter smooth sheen

Teeth sunk her neck, Marceline

Takeoff her tank, fucking Cardi B

Dick long, the fuck you carding me

Flight to Waikiki, charter me

Crawl slow

Tilt over edge of plateau

Flesh used as feed for the crows

Poet with her tongue, Allan Poe

Guiding steady hand all to sew

Maybe it's falling apart

Don't need no keys just to start

You saying it's all of my fault

Like you ain't never showing no faults

Dopamine got a fiend in love

Dopamine got a fiend with drugs

Dopamine got my mind faded

Dramamine got a nigga real jaded

Falling in love is my drug

Smoke a lot of dope need to get plugged

You can hit my line, if you need bud

Don't hit my line if you get bugged

Infectious, that's what you are to me

Don't cut my arteries

Just feel my heart at least

Love you all the same

Baby don't you say my name

I just hope you feel the pain

Dopamine inside my brain

Tell me did you say my name

Keep that shit just on the low

Listen they don't need to know

Baby don't switch on me, I tend to tweak that's just based on my personal history

Take all these memories, roll em up, turn em to ashes like it was a spliff of weed

Hmm yeah

You were my vice and you know that

You were my muse in the moment

Baby you know you gon use me

At least keep it honest, at least fuckin own it

Young Valentino I have no opponents, don't know where we going, but it never mattered

Follow the omens and stick to the patterns, If we never make it then it never mattered

Know she gon throw it, and she look at me cause she know I'ma catch it

Hit from the back like 3 times in a row we gon call that a hat trick

You know that I love you, you know that I'd never put no one above you

You don't gotta be my peace or nothing but girl why you stay causing me trouble

You so beautiful, I need like two of you, I wanna fuck you on the double

She a player, I'm a player too, little bae I ain't new to the hustle

Tilt over edge of plateau

Flesh used as feed for the crows

Poet with her tongue, Allan Poe

Guiding steady hand all to sew