Nick Bison - Jumbled lyrics

{intro: Nick Bison} You talk to'em like... I talk like... We talk like... Get it all like... Like...Like...Like... {Chorus: Nick Bison} If it’s one thing I know It’s you and me, we ain’t no goals Toxic, you got me low Too short, it’s time to roll So you went left Been had some ni**as, so I grabbed my hoes Ain’t even want em tho You called me your antidote I’m gettin sick-of-this So sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina Sick-of-this, so-sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina {Verse: Twaankalu} I know I don’t cross ya mind less I’m rollin up the weed and You know You don’t look my way evеn when I’m tryna leave You say You bе gettin tired cuz you stressing bout ya class but Your bed Your bed.. It don’t feel the same (It don’t feel the same) The yelling was vicious Started switching defenses You been actin suspicious But that pussy delicious You moan, coming from ya soul You can’t even hide that you been fu*king on ya last Imma put this phone down Cuz I’m all alone now I’m movin like a drone See that hunnit on the dash {Chorus: Nick Bison} If it’s one thing I know It’s you and me, we ain’t no goals Toxic, you got me low Too short, it’s time to roll So you went left Been had some ni**as, so I grabbed my hoes Ain’t even want em tho You called me your antidote I’m gettin sick-of-this So sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina Sick-of-this, so-sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina We ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved We Ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved Ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved Ain’t complete we Ain’t Ain’t complete We ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved We ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved Ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved Ain’t complete I don’t know how we involved {Chorus} If it’s one thing I know It’s you and me, we ain’t no goals Toxic, you got me low Too short, it’s time to roll So you went left Been had some ni**as, so I grabbed my hoes Ain’t even want em tho You called me your antidote I’m gettin sick-of-this So sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina Sick-of-this, so-sick-of-you Like chops, I’m screwed up Downin' dussé up-out-my-red-cup Blowing dope gotchu outta-my-retina