Black Licorice

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