Comfortable Lyrics

And I turnt the hoe at the trap, but girl I don't know if I'm ever see you again

I put your road on the map with the world going round you and somehow it still don't make sense

You still don't understand, you'll never know what it felt like to finally be out of the room

And stop studying, to finally have someone at the same time with nothing

Jokes aside, drop the drink, sew a sock and feel the reaper

Cushion so damn comfortable I ordered the two seater, sinking my love first

It was a capital L then O like a V still crying in the cut

Taking more and more drugs so you shot the preacher

Looking at clouds come out rappers mouths just encourage the fucking baby

To keep on stomping down on what's ruining the towns

Loosen your soul to someone who's more profound

Bound to be the greatest, my sounds hit just like the waves did

Winds pound on your head cause it gets so hot can't you shake it

If I went into a time machine then I made the word naked

Look perfect just like how I'm saying what you do is what you make of it

And you're listening to the latest shit

Twenty three figure pace from six like I'm on the Lakers bitch

I like a faker bitch cause they better at hiding

Almost like I taste they sins just from looking in they eye

And I'm supposedly supposed to fuck the time and make it four hands

Double dimes in the same room you see me still climbing

And I turnt the hoe at the trap but girl I don't know if I'ma ever see you again

I put your road on the map with the world goin around you

And somehow it still don't make sense, you still don't understand

You'll never know what it felt like to finally be out of the room

And stop studying to finally have someone at the same time with nothing

Jokes aside, drop the drink sew a sock can fill the reaper

Cushion so damn comfortable I ordered the two seater

Sink in my love first it was a capital L then O like a V

Still crying in the cut, taking more and more drugs so you shot the preacher

Now we at the end of the song and you can feel what I built up off the spliff

And weed bruh spit on the lip, drip down the chin

But fuck her in my dream, I'm sorry I didn't mean to

Not sure why God didn't give her fins cause she the leaker