Tumbleweed Lyrics

Cozmoe, you own this pussy baby

Yeah, see I wake up to shit like that

And if it aint shit like that its like where the fuck were you at last night

Why wasn't u answering your phone

And all that bullshit

I don't need a bitch, fuck a slut I play with emotions, leave em fucked up

Get inside they minds and I make em mine Have em thinking everything is fine

But I ghost, ghost, like a tumbleweed Ghost, like a tumbleweed

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm rollin' to your house Then I'm rollin' through your mouth

Then I'm out, then I, then I ghost

See I keep one holy, she stay attached She so devotion, tat my name across her back

I call her Pookie, she earned that That's the highest name I give a hoe, firm grasp

This is for them other hoes worried bout my visa Let me tell you something, I don't need you

I don't need a bitch, fuck a slut I play with emotions, leave em fucked up

Get inside they minds and I make em mine Have em thinking everything is fine

But I ghost, ghost, like a tumbleweed Ghost, like a tumbleweed

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm rollin' to your house Then I'm rollin' through your mouth

Then I'm out, then I, then I ghost

See I'm troubled, My mind's jealous And I don't trust a hoe around no other fellas

So one day I decided I was just gon' fuck em And leave em and choose a day to never see em

Cover them lips in semen and then I free them

I learn to never keep them Cause a bitch can't be saved, they're only here to freak them

So I let pimp'n teach them Let love defeat them

It's been my demise like psilocybin I've been driving nerves inside you wild

Step back, let me see the picture If she getting too attached

I turn off the phone and the light fixtures Nobody home, get it right, I'm only here to bone

See I like ya, I don't love ya But I'd rather be alone

Get it straight, get it straight, put the post on ya

But don't tell me that you love me cause I'll ghost on ya

I don't need a bitch, fuck a slut I play with emotions, leave em fucked up

Get inside they minds and I make them mine Have em thinking everything is fine

But I ghost, ghost, like a tumbleweed Ghost, like a tumbleweed

Yeah, I'm rolling to your house Then I'm rolling through your mouth

Then I'm out, then I ghost

I'm sorry, let's get down to business I played your ass like Atari

I know you might hate me, but you know I'd still fuck ya

Just admit it the dickens was like I drugged ya

Then I cold shoulder shrugged ya Confused by the compassion in fingertips whenever I hugged ya

Thought it was real when I kissed ya Never thought the next day I'd just dismiss ya

Let the doe hit ya Where the good lord split ya down your ass crack

Fuck them cuddles and them snuggles I'ma pass that

Yeah, yeah, fuck a hoe, fuck a hoe, fuck a hoe

Man, I'm telling you man, tell em all I swear man, I swear

Got my goddamn nerves, man

Yeah, yeah, I don't need em

Yeah, we don't need em

Don't mention them words, don't do it

Them three fucking words that get me ghosted

Blow through your town like a tumbleweed, you hear me

Or however it goes