We H8 Soap Club

Just another relapse Bunch of bottles on the floor I think I need a recap I don't remember much more I been smoking out my window Put a towel at the door I'm always on my way back home They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more Grandaddy said I need a girlfriend Getting way too old To write all of these songs alone and they ain't getting sold It'd be nice to have a piece But nobody hit my phone Man I fucking hate college because I'm living on my own Bitch I'm broke as f*ck Had to start selling shit to get my money up Do it on my own because these hoes dumb as f*ck Delete and install tinder because I think I got some luck I always end up mad because these hoes are so stuck up What I do I thought that you were down to earth I thought that we were cool You think that you can use me when you need me Like a tool And the shit I do ain't cool Til someone else does it Now it's all around the- Just another relapse Bunch of bottles on the floor I think I need a recap I don't remember much more I been smoking out my window Put a towel at the door I'm always on my way back home They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more They don't like my music no more Why these girls cross the street when they see my face Why they leaving me on read when I tell them where I stay Why they wanna skip my party It's my birthday Why they turn the other way When I ask them what their name is Is it that I'm fat Does my beard look fucking stupid Do I got an ugly laugh I'm not the smoothest talker And my looks are kind of bad But ya'll hoes are out of pocket And it's starting to make me mad