Rom Drom Songtext / Lyric

I walked from here to Tenth,
And it happened through the fence.
The list ain’t cheap and he’s paying for the whole Bay Area. How am I supposed to think,
When he’s got a backpack full of dank?
My head’s spinnin’ out and my rep’s going out through the door. No, I can’t imagine,
Being so liability clad!
The girl is in the picture,
But the caption’s lookin’ sad.

A boatload of detention,
For a twenty sack of attention.
The head’s messin’ up and the face couldn’t look more guilty.

Always lookin’ for something to eat,
To scrap some bank he’ll kiss the feet.
And he’ll dress to the beat of whatever’s trending now.

No, I can’t imagine,
Being so liability clad!
The girl is in the picture,
But the caption’s lookin’ sad.

Escape to the fallen right,
‘Cause it’s dismissed and there’s no fight.
Hell to the liar days,
‘Cause they’re done for but the list ain’t gone.

No, I can’t imagine,
Being so liability clad!
The girl is in the picture,
But the caption’s lookin’ sad.

The list ain’t gone!
The list ain’t gone!
The list ain’t gone!