1942

You so fucking lowkey
Only show the plate when you're on dates
Seems like you don't know me
Go ahead and eat, won't change a thing

Tell me what is, what it is
Don't beat around the bush
Tell me what it is, and what it isn't
'Cause I'm fucked up

On that 1942, you don't mix it with nothing
Like it's 1942, we be waring for nothing
Girl, it's 19:42, thought you worked a 9-to-5?
Something ain't adding up, you don't do overtime
42
Got us fucked up

I asked you: Who's your first love? You said your ex, your previous
When I give you hugs, does it replace the feeling?
Calling me a clown, but we both not serious
Time's the bеst healer but your scars still vivid
I done lost mysеlf to this imposter syndrome
Hard on myself, but you're so forgiving
Occupation exposes me to badder bitches
And half wouldn't be here if I weren't winning
We do this all the time, passion on overdrive
Call me when you're sober, yeah
Love got no compromise, passion on overdrive
Call me when you're sober, yeah

Tell me what is, what it is
Don't beat around the bush
Tell me what it is, and what it isn't
'Cause I'm fucked up

On that 1942, you don't mix it with nothing
Like it's 1942, we be waring for nothing
Girl, it's 19:42, thought you worked a 9-to-5?
Something ain't adding up, you don't do overtime
42
Got us fucked up