Health Food Songtext
von Berhana

I suppose
Think I′m with you every day
You're always talking shit
Like I should know
Still tryin′ to act if that's okay

I suppose
I want you to myself
Your peach give me good health (yeah)
I need you, need you, need you (okay)
Bad batch, I'll bite the belt (ay)
PCP on my shelf (okay)
Might be bad for my health
I need you, need you (need you)

Can′t seem to get away
Even if you run track and you faster than me
I be in the back like (ooh, ooh, ooh)


Tell me what it′s gonna be
You should take a break
See my love out late, working for you
Talkin' seven nights
I can nine to five

Tell me what it feel like, feel like, feel like
I can make it feel good, feel good, yeah
Tell me what I gotta say
Tell me what I gotta be

She cook me salmon with the rice
She wanna fuck me, she′s so nice
Still tryna bag, it's okay
Okay, it′s okay (yeah)

I suppose
You think I moved to Alabama
That or your heart got cold like icicles
You tried to play me like pianos (piano)


I suppose
I want you to myself
Your peach give me good health
I need you, need you, need you (okay)
Bad batch, I'll bite the belt (yeah)
PCP on my shelf (okay)
My pump when I inhale (yeah)
I breathe you, breathe you, breathe you

I want you bad
Need you, want you
What′s there left to say?

I need you bad, what can I do?
Nothing left to say, ay (ay)

I want you bad
Need you, want you
What's there left to say?

I need you bad, what can I do?
Nothing left to say, ay (ay)

But I gotta go now (yeah)
By you
Stay with you
There's so much to do
But I gotta go now
But I gotta go now