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letra de melted plastic - connor musarra

[hook: connor musarra]
bent out of shape like melted plastic
high off the fumes of her perfume
winding me up with the battery acid
throwing my old dreams off of the roof
light tunnel with the pink balloons
might have to call in training crew
kiernan laveaux gon play at 2

[verse: connor musarra]
one step through the door they don’t know how to react
young connor in the function like calculus class
i got too many slaps i need an hour to rap
with dinosaur a/v smoking loud in the back
like this fog and strobe i can’t see sh-t
multi-color chains like kandi kids
icon i don’t even plan these fits
one of one, you can’t even get these b-tch
even when you try to do it just like me
matching the patterns and go twin like siamese
twin like the shining, jack go icy
you’re still just a hypebeast in off-white nike’s
i’m just head down in the studio nightly
til my bank account go o-o-o’reilly’s
spill all my darkest secrets on ig
xo, gossip girl, blake lively
[hook: connor musarra]
bent out of shape like melted plastic
high off the fumes of her perfume
winding me up with the battery acid
throwing my old dreams off of the roof
light tunnel with the pink balloons
might have to call in training crew
kiernan laveaux gon play at 2

[verse: mooke da god]
well he got the hottest body but his attitude was potty
when i met him at a party he was hardly acting naughty
i said shawty would you call me, he said pardon me are you balling
i said ooh that uncouth, that’s rude and appalling
in training like i’m on my way to pittsburgh
good brain like he studied for the midterm
meltdown like the opposite of blizzard
better have my money like big worm
looking at my watch, its about a quarter past 2
all the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
oh my god, mooke da god always in a bad mood
keep my name out your mouth, ain’t n0body ask you
high off the fumes, its a vibe in the room
time to consume, take a ride to the moon
can’t feel my face but that’s all i’m gonna say
i done went out of state, got me bent out of shape
[hook: connor musarra]
bent out of shape like melted plastic
high off the fumes of her perfume
winding me up with the battery acid
throwing my old dreams off of the roof
light tunnel with the pink balloons
might have to call in training crew
kiernan laveaux gon play at 2

- connor musarra

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