Forgetfulness

Coco Oh Oh, oh Mmm, hahahaha Wake up This is a song about some things to remember So before I go on, go get a pen or a pencil Something to write on, type on, text with I don't care what you use as long as you get the message Wake up Verse 1 Don't forget to brush your teeth and wash your face Take a bath if you ain't do that yesterday 'Cause, honestly, I'm on E considering my current chi Woo, woo Don't forget to tell yourself that you're a winner You're a winner Self-motivate, now eat your Wheaties, Bruce Jenner Jenner, Jenner Don't forget to grab your phone, too late Plus you already late, it is only Monday Rushing, tire-blazin', trippy bumper stickers Sticking notes to cope, remind me not to flip out Fat girls havin' trouble with their zippers Fat girls But don't forget, you're still a winner Oh woah, woah Chorus Little things comin', little things running all over the floor Gotta stay focused, choke in the smoke and we rollin' and blowin' Little things coming, little things dropping all over the floor Focus your sword in the motion I'm hoping you don't miss your moment Wake up Verse 2 Rent due, past due, new shoes New, new Lake view, sky view New, new, new, new I have the whole store I have the whole store Makin' deposits Makin' deposits If I were honest If I were honest No room in my closet I like the new shit I like the new shit I like to buy it I like to buy it Get why I want this shit Went back to return it Funny thing about forgetting things, even simple things Makes remembering a purple haze, like One Phone charger had a good run Two I let the incense burn too long Three I got a fish tank for the new broad Four I ain't fed that damn fish in like two weeks Six I forget the first line for the damn song Six Where the numbers at Why the track so long Six Six Six, what Refrain I blacked out Too high up to realize alarm clock like it made no sound La-di-da Dizzy in my disco, took my Nyquil then I... Chorus Little things comin', little things running all over the floor Gotta stay focused, choke in the smoke and we rollin' and blowin' More, more Little things comin', little things droping all over the floor Focus your sword in the motion I'm hoping you don't miss your moment Verse 3 I got a flat tire, I'll be there in an hour So I simply decided I'd take my blunt in delight Man, I'm dazed out Feelin' real lost, got me blazed out Blazed out Lost in the sauce, come get me out Still at the party, confetti out Let me out, let me out Refrain I blacked out Flyin' high and made of wood, a sight it is to be a kite La-di-da Dizzy in my disco, took my Nyquil then I... Outro So high, so high So, so, so, so, so Hahahaha