Push You Away

[Verse 1]

Lamborghini doors, split to the caption

A motherfucker living out a life in the Hamptons

Oh my gosh, tragic, is it though?

Ended way faster than anyone imagined

Living like a wealthy man, anything can happen

She was just a sundress spotted in Manhattan

Now we getting undressed back room on the mattress

Got a tiny apartment but I hope that you will crash here

They say I didn't pay my dues, I don't ever need it

If everything you say is true, I do not believe it

Money's piling up I just feel like a bulimic

Throw it up throw it up and I'll leave it

Cause I'm driving in a Chevy that her daddy done bought

Pedal's getting heavy cause she's never on course

Grabbing to the clutch while she's trying to grab on to me (on to me)

[Hook]

So I'm telling her

Please don't get that close to me

Cause I just got a feeling that you won't like what you see (like what you see)

So you know I gotta

Push you away, push push you away

I gotta push you away, push push you away

I gotta (gotta)

Please don't get that close to me (that close to me)

[Verse 2]

Damn

Cheap wine plus the smell of some cigarettes

Goldilocks, there's another one in my bed

Let's keep the lights off, undercover, infrared

Telling me I think I liked you better on the internet

Living like a wealthy man, yeah she hates my lifestyle

Talking serious and hating it when I smile

I don't really need a wife, but I need a right now

Every mistake I make you taking me to time out

They say I didn't pay my dues, I don't ever need it

If everything you say is true, I do not believe it

Money's piling up I just feel like a bulimic

Throw it up throw it up and I'll leave it

Cause I'm driving in the city where my parents grew up

And the only thing that's changing is I finally blew up

Rollin down the window just to give myself some room to breathe (room to breathe)

[Hook]

[Outro]

Ba ba da ba ba da

Getting that close to me

Ba ba da ba ba da

Cause I been driving in this city in this pickup truck

And the only thing that matters, what you think of us

Packing up my bags, but I never really wanna leave (wanna leave)

So I'm telling her

Please don't get that close to me (that close to me, that close to me)

Cause I just got a feeling that you won't like what you see (I got a feeling that you won't like what you see)

So you know I gotta

Push you away (I gotta), push push you away

I gotta push you away (I gotta), push push you away

I gotta (gotta)

Please don't get that close to me (don't get that close to me)