ChuckTheSpittah – Gameboy Lyrics
Artist: ChuckTheSpittah
Song: Gameboy
Who put that heart on my sleeve?
Who told y’all Chuck fell off ’cause she was slippery
Bruised up, bandage ’em up, I’m gone [Here we go]
Don’t drown me in the romance
No heart in my body, I am programmed
Eat, f#ck, eat, f#ck, I’m a grown up
Grown man, still won’t settle down ’cause it’s more p#ss#
Bounce that, throw that, place that, slow jams
f#cking in nostalgia, baby, we is out here loving
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout nate, if it’s problems, I’ma double ’em
Lost in a dream, I ain’t tossing the key
It’s a nightmare livin’ ‘lone, leave me a phone
Couple sеx apps, some confidence crisis
And a nicе list of my vices, no slumber
No love, we lustin’, depression over mental comfort
The fever, the violent fighting with my alter ego
The leader of the end if I lose my feetin’
No treasure in the hunt for forever pleasure
Knock boots ’til the sole wearin’ [Here we go]
f#ck love, f#ck it
I was quarterbackin’, left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn’t missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul’s mad at me
World mad at me, I’m mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, up like Wi-Fi [Here we go]
On my alley cat sh#t, cozy in the madness
b#tches still connected, slim up with a fat mwah
Perfect for attraction, sweet enough to die for
Better than the side door, but deep in head like canyons
Break me off like Chance ad, special kids with crayons
Bond with dad at nine-nine, fifteen after two a job
She like, “Is you done now?” Oh
Now the air done got disrespected, you thinking you got this handled
You don’t, ’cause I overstep it, the bottom of line addressing
This sh#t is not sweet as candy, will have you outside protesting
Don’t get me on boss level, start f#cking without protection
This sh#t can get pregnant, iffy, could really draw line between us
Like right now, lead with violence in my step
Malice where I lay my head, got a hole in my chest
Feelings have pronounced dead, D.O.A., but she pressed down
Tried to make me breathe, no achievement
f#ck love, f#ck it
I was quarterbackin’, left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn’t missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul’s mad at me
World mad at me, I’m mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, up like Wi-Fi [Here we go]
Spread like coverage, numbers just risen up like they summoned
Don’t got enough to give, so put some in
Talking surrounding cheers and assumptions
I’m thinking I’m more important than what I see when eyes open
Reflection dysmorphia, progress in alterations
But thankfully I am honest, so all this doubt I’m erasing
These b#tches can’t read more, no dragging me down, f#ck with that
Stretching my legs, she ain’t reading signs, so [Here we go]
f#ck love, f#ck it
I was quarterbackin’, left replies in a bucket
I was charged up, only needed me in the covers
At the night time wasn’t missing none of the discussions
I was charged up, soul’s mad at me
World mad at me, I’m mad at me
But I smile, robot through the whole D-A-Y
Want a nut? D-I-Y, you are not God
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Release Year: 2022