medusa (putcha dukes up!) Lyrics

Hello

Shy High, do trick, stay mellow

Time waster

Cheap wine taster

Flip more birds than a hippie off scherms in a canopy van

Can you hand me my chaser?

I wasn't really underdressed

But my pants stay hanging

Backpack swaging

(Dang it)

But my eyes saw hers and my wheels took off like two kids underneath the bleachers got caught

Baby had the

Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa

Shorty turned me to a softie

Now put your dukes up

Yo yo yo, she's looking over here

She's looking bro, look

Bro I'm 'bouta say something

'Ima say something

Watch this bro

Watch this

Yeah

And now I'm looking at the pavement

Walking on my heels like a caveman

Should've worn a sweatshirt that doesn't have a stain on the neckline

This is just the beater

Looking at her friend, I would really like to be her

Weirdo

No no no, I was trying to say like I wanna be close to her and shit

You know what I mean

But when we get together ima put the shit down like feather

We could catch a matinee at the regal

Said to lock my eyes on better

But I know better

And the hard to get shit's so lethal

Baby had an energy like symphony strings

Played Madvillainy, she's still feeling me

I don't know much about shit, but you could kick it with me

I got some lemonade and hell of a old records to play

Baby had the

Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa

Shorty turned me to a softie

Now put your dukes up

Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa

Shorty turned me to a softie

Now put your dukes up

Yeah

And then she start asking

All of these questions

I really can't answer

I really can't

Like

What is your life plan

And what is your future

I can't answer

I really can't

I'm caught up in the motion

Hands keep grabbing new potion

My friend group not helping

Streetlight milestones

Shorty had the jeans with the rhinestones

That is not my preference

Baby had a few opportunities she didn't pick up on

Hope she learned that lesson

Text me when you get a little more invested

That's how it always happens

Baby had the

Long hair, pretty eyes like Medusa

Shorty turned me to a softie

Now put your dukes up

Then my skin got grey

And my eyes got haze

And my brain went blue

I don't feel my face

When I look at you

I can not see shit

And my shoes went glue

And my hand went fist

And my hand went

This is not okay

Can you pull me out?

If you can push me in

Then you can pull me out

We could build a life

I could build a house

I'd put some furniture in it

You could pick it out

You could pick it, fuck

You could be the person I look up at when I'm slipping downhill

Found grip in sound tripping

And you brought the Advil

Mad trill

But when I made it off the ground tilt and looked in your brown eyes

My body went mad still