[Verse 1: Toro y Moi]
Why you gotta go and make me do that? (Do that)
I woke up feelin’ like I need it sooner (I need it sooner)
Now I’m goin’ round buying Ubers (Ubers)
Now I’m feelin’ like a loser (Loser)
I know what tonight’s like (Oh no)
Keep my distance like just right (Oh no)
So on the choice, decide
How’d I end up way up here, like?

[Verse 2: Elijah Kessler]
Red rum written on the mirror like a vandal
Eyeliner meltin’ on her face, it's from the candle
She been drinkin’ way too much the case’s empty handles
Never said I’m holy but I got on Jesus sandals
Need a bitch to hold me, but this bitch is from Los Angеles
Know that, that you know me, but your crew is looking scandalous
Elijah Kеssler, Tony, take a step, if you can handle us
Told her she could blow me, ‘cause my girlfriend couldn't handle it
Skinny thighs, askin’ for a blanket in the backseat
Water gun, if you wanna spray then you should ask me
What is fun? Fuckin’ all these bitches hella taxin’
Chaka Khan, you can hear the soul inside my rap-sing
New definition for the things that I do
‘Cause every time they ask me, I can't say what I do
I just rap in the stu', and I sing in the stu'
Man, I do every fuckin’ damn thing in the stu', yeah
[Outro: Toro y Moi]
I’m still tryna find that juice, man
Feels pretty nice, man
From the inside out, man
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