Lyrics:

[Prelude]
yeah, (uh) yeah, yeah,
(uh) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
(uh) yeah, yeah, yeah,

[Chorus]
Pinocchio my wrist don't tell that mf Gepetto,
'Cause he gon' diamond test my wrist and find out that it's metal, 
I told the IRS I'm broke, my government tryna meddle, 
They claimin' eminent domain on all my chains and all my bezels, (agh!)

[Verse]
I got a milly on my mind, 
Text me, call me, you know I won't reply,
I'm up in the stratosphere, got way up in the sky,
Conquered all my demons, now I'm not afraid to fly,

(yeah) She heard that I got some cash, 
Now she want my time yeah,
She lookin' for a handout, she can't get a dime yeah,

She asking for advice, girl I think I need some time,
Man, that's suspicious, bitch I think you want reprisal,

Never had a rollie or a car,
Rockstar, chillin' playing Jerry on guitar,
Addicted to the lines, and the bars that kill my mind,
Oh you want some more? From the Smor3zzz? Get in line,

I could never take it, 
Frown on my face so I fake it till I make it,
Livin' like a hustler, I'm living like Hugh, EW
Lookin' like a fuck face, how could I rock with you,

And she know that I made it, cause every time she hit my line she lookin for some paper,
I swear to god I'm trying not to ever be complaisant, I roll my problems in a blunt and smoke 'em into vapor.

[Chorus]
Pinocchio my wrist don't tell that mf Gepetto,
'Cause he gon' diamond test my wrist and find out that it's metal, 
I told the IRS I'm broke, my government tryna meddle, 
They claimin' eminent domain on all my chains and all my bezels, (agh!)

PINOCCHIO (EP)

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PINOCCHIO (PROD. WHITE MAYO)

~ Lyrics ~

[ Main ]
 
Running, (Okay!)
I'm finally out of steam; but you're still gripping, (okay!)
I couldn't stay away; why aren't you listening to me?
Now we've been freakin' it under the sheets,
and I don't got guilt cause she lookin' for me, (okay!)

But I don't feel bad for a bitch cause all of her hoes been talking to me, (okay!)
and I don't have time for a trick, cause most of these hoes; they're just acting sweet,

but that's okay I'm in the studio again, pouring my shit out like "RIP friends",
I'm staring at life through the cartier lens,

she making me happy, I'm paying her rent,
not with the blue faces or the cash, she's making me tense,

so what kind of danger I'm in? 
I'm sneaking around I ain't steering a benz,
I kept it a secret, I ain't tell my men,
cause money make enemies turn into friends,

I sequestered myself, give a fuck 'bout a bitch,
I popped me a pill, hit a digital lick,
I might hit her back but it's not gonna be quick,
I meditate daily on flooding the wrist;

for the one time...
Life got me down and they want me to give up but fuck it I'll come back at halftime,
I see what I want and I take it, I hopped in that jet and I flew it to Anaheim,

not for attention I came here alone,
I never have fun but I never go home,
I live in a liminal space on my own,
my mind is a prison, I'm bussin' the dome,

I lick up a tab now I'm buzzing in Rome, 
I picked up a 40 and silenced the phone,
I drink til' I'm hammered and fuck til' I'm gone,
I'm blowing that pressure; cannabis cologne,

As long as you're satisfied, then I'm okay,
I never could sit aside, like a relay,
I blew all my problems off, in the ashtray,
I hope you know how I feel, every birthday,

As long as you're satisfied, then I'm okay,
I never could sit aside, like a relay,
I blew all my problems off, in the ashtray,
I hope you know how I feel, every birthday,

[ Reprieve ] 

2016, I ain't have a single nickel to my last name,
I was occupied with staying single while I'm tryna entertain a couple dames, 
I was off time, telling all lies, askin' "will it ever be the same?"
screaming "fuck you, I hate you, I don't even think you feel the shame"

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