Love Sick Cowboy, Jokum - PICNIC! Lyrics

One two, one
Yeah listen
Got a new direction
No Quentin
I'm a zero
Taxi Driver, Deniro
Cuz I wanna be stuck in yellow don't get out
It's my house, the dog house, miss your house it's nice out cuz I
Wanna have a picnic, No sick shit
I need it, I want it
Can you give it to me?

Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me
Can you give it to me

Push these daisies
Push these daises

Bury me down in the dirt
Oh my god this shit bout to hurt
Locked up in the house like an introvert
Standing on my money like I'm Lil Uzi Vert
Mind goin crazy like Robert Deniro and Scorsese
Feelin kinda lazy so imma give up now and just push these daisies

Fucking up a whole song with my vocals
The locals say shit when I'm loco
Cuckoo insane
Come out on a song the American Dream
I'm psycho, you're right though
I made Not Your Baby I'm never going to fail
They say if your crazy in art then you do well
Silly joke a thing to tell a young kid
Colors shapes and words all in my head
I wonder if I'm the right one to do it
Billions of others just wanting to prove it goddamn

But I can't
Feelin like cobi the I drive into the paint
You can tell me what I was not what I ain't
You can call me Pablo cuz I'm sitting like a saint
Gotta stack this money make it make it real
You looking like a fool getting played like a joystick
I'm feeling like a hero you looking like a sidekick
Skating all day I'm just tryna land a kickflip
Staring at the stars I'm just sitting at the picnic