DR. WHOEVER

Sad on your muthafuckin b-day Bitch what the fuck Don’t you realize you poppin' Every time you walk in the room you break necks Necks But you tellin' me you sad on your muthafuckin' b-day Yeah Yeah Yeah I sit here and tell you my problems that’s how this work right I’m s’posed to be open and honest but I got time right My niggas having sessions and I’m doin' sessions Can’t man up if masculinity your only weapon Man I’ve thought about suicide a hundred times But I'd hate to disappoint and see my momma cry Birthdays these days be the worst days 'Cause I know I’m gettin' older and not happier Me and my father love each other but we barely show it He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it He look at my generation and think that fashion's over I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova true I'm always on a flight or I'm in a hurry yeah I miss when losin' my virginity was my only worry yeah Back when puttin' on a condom had me really scary scare And milkshakes were the only time we'd eat a cherry I think learnin' how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy Is better than learnin' from someone who doesn't And that's word to my ex and that's word to my tongue yeah And that's word to the who had my heart beatin' drums drums drums Yeah love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish yeah Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace yeah I kept it on the low low cause I was in love love And the shade I had in my room was already enough 'nuff I'm goin' on some dates and I'm makin' some plans But it's hard to find some love if the girl is a fan fan And after we fuck she want a picture with me She got me feeling like Paper Boi but I cry when she leaves yeah These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr Whoever I said I said these intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr Whoever Yeah uh-huh uh-huh woo Yes sir yeah look Boy you lookin' big mad When you see a young brotha up in first class yee And you damn right my ego like Lavar Ball yuh They hate to see a black man who can't get blackballed skrr I said my paper long yuh my paper long yuh You damn right bitch bitch my paper long It's that yellow mellow fellow yeah that Yellowstone hey Play the cello for the fellows fake as silicone true I went from plaque in my teeth to havin' plaques on the wall Gold album with platinum records who woulda thought uh-huh Young nigga like Jigga tryna make me a boss I'll take my momma to Louis and take your girl to the Ross nigga Back in the muthafuckin' building yuh Your boo thing want my children yuh my net worth gon' be a billion bih Shorty gimme head like ceiling true dick disappear chameleon true And like I'm muthafuckin' rollin' yee my whip bought it's not stolen brrr These intros ain't meant to be bangers They meant for you and me so we'll never end up as strangers Will Ferrell's ass can't even handle this weather Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr Whoever yeah Hey doc do I tell em how I actually feel Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills They swear niggas play tough won't even smile in mirrors And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error Friday nights where them broke niggas ball out And Amine be the name that your girlfriend gon' call out To all my niggas with some melanin let your feelings settle in If you feelin' worthless you should probably go and tell a friend tell it Yeah but I should take that advice This year has been crazy what the fuck is my life what My best friend got married you can bet that I cried I met Spike and Brad Pitt no malls I'm Saks Fifth nigga Get your shit together and turn the fuck up