Oh, when the saints go marching in When the saints go marching in I want to be in that number I still, want to be in that number When the sun refuses to shine I'm going to sing aloud and thunder Oh, when the saints go marching in Yes, I want to be in

Yeah, layin' in her underwear I just wanted you to notice me Tryin to see what’s under under there I don’t wanna ruin it But you got me excited I just wanna stop and stare Wanna see where this could go But I can see just where this is goin' goin' For who I am

(Goin' Goin' under) Tryna keep myself from goin' goin' under I've been listening Young Thugger When it's good, it's good, but the question is Are you down to fuck with the other side? (No cab, no ride, yeah) Lately I been bumpin' trap music Don't wanna listen if I

For you baby I'm slipping into the lava Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up Baby who turned the temperature hotter And I'm trying to keep from going under under You're cold You go around Like you know

You can pretty lie and say it's okay You can pretty smile and just walk away Pretty much fake your way through anything But you can't cry pretty You can't turn off the flood when the dam breaks When all your mascara is going to waste When things get

What's going on? Could this be my understanding It's not your fault, I was being too demanding I must admit it's my pride that made me distant All because I hoped that you'd be someone different There's not much to know about you Fear will always make

Your love I'm lost in There must be something in the water 'Cause everyday it's getting colder And if only I could hold you You'd keep my head from going under under I've been told, I've been told to get you off my mind But I hope I never lose the bruises that

You're gonna get through this It's never been harder Head above water Gotta fight from going under under Even when it feels useless to wish You pray to God, don't know when But you feel the current pull you in You try to keep your head above water Even when it

I'm going away for a bit, when I'm back (Sounds of the sir) Nobody's saying my name on a track When I get nervous, man, I start merking "Skengman 5" when I'm under under attack Should've thought twice before you opened your trap

Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery Took a shot of Henney, I've been going brazy, brazy They say my whole hood got it under under investigation They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk They know we talk that lick talk, that lick