Letras
If you don't even wanna say my name anymore, that's fine
'Cause I'm so wasted, I don't mind
Wait a little and you will see I can be that guy
Straight up wasted on a dime
I'm just black liquorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
Chuckie knows he'll have to carry me home and he'll say that's fine
But he's my baby, he won't mind
Ali goes it just like me but she's on a stride
Of keeping her shit right in line, unlike mine
I'm just black liquorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
I'm just black liquorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
I'm just black liquorice
And all the people that I know
Would rather leave me in the bowl
