Comic Sans (feat. Jack Harlow)

I make breakfast for all my pretty foes

And my boyfriend look like DiCaprio

I could strike a pose for your poster bro

Get the angle right though

Way too much of me, that's a overload

Robitussin flow, that's a overdose

Die again to grow, that's the antidote

That's a miracle, that's the answer ho

Apple in my throat, serpent on the road

Way too sensitive, and my hands are cold

Need a petticoat, feel like Comic Sans

Overused for that paper by the gram

Freddie, I'm a killer queen, you lather me in kerosene

I think I need a quarantine 'cause I'm a walking Halloween

I read it in the prophecy, I need a antihistamine

Allergic to a evergreen and I'm a fuckin' pharisee

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's the answer hoe

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Robitussin flow

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't care too much, I don't cry a lot

Interviewer wonder if I'm high or not

Need a honest bitch 'cause I lie a lot

She ain't ginger but she got a fire crotch

Can we turn this up to a higher notch?

They don't wanna dance, they just tryna to mosh

Let her fuck somebody else 'cause I'd like to watch

It's icy hot (it's icy hot, ayy)

I'm fucked up in the back of a jeep

Bad chick at the wheel and the passenger seat

Ain't nobody with me got a bachelor's degree

You can skip me when you passin' the weed

'Cause I enjoy the dreams that I have when I'm sleep

Back in the city and I'm back in the streets

When they see me out know they ask if it's me

And I say

Yeah, yeah (and I'm back in the city)

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

(And I'm back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

That's the answer hoe

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

Yeah, Robitussin flow

Yeah, yeah

Yeah (back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

And I see in 5D like I'm Ed, Edd, and Eddy

I got the hot pot running, I'm a little unsteady

I told my grandmama I'll be back when it's ready

But I'm a liar

Tie the band on me and the polygraph goes haywire

Polymath, polyglot, Paul wants a cracker

But I just pop-pop like a Lipsmacker

Ethereum, got up and I hit the ceiling, got up out the water feelin'

Feelin' like Popeye yeah, feelin' like, feelin' like Popeye, yeah

Mm, fuck Whole Foods 'cause I be feelin' like Popeye's yeah, uh

Freddie, I'm a killer queen, you lather me in kerosene

I think I need a quarantine 'cause I'm a walking Halloween

I read it in the prophecy, I need a antihistamine

Allergic to a evergreen and I'm a fuckin' pharisee

Yeah, yeah (and I'm back in the city)

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

(And I'm back in the city and I'm back in the streets)

That's the answer hoe

Yeah, yeah (back in the city)

Yeah, Robitussin flow

Yeah, yeah

Yeah (back in the city and I'm back in the streets)