What I Wish For You

Hope you get gum on your new shoes
The Prada ones in cobalt blue
I hope you accidentally burn your Kobe beef on the barbecue
Spill your Wendy's Frosty from the menu that you ordered at the drive-through
All over your car and your Taylor guitar
And then you run out of gas you're on the I-15
And you're driving to Vegas, it's 115 degrees
And you need a new battery but you only got anti-freeze
Got your girl all mad 'cause you missed your anniversary
Your credit card limit exceeded, your hairline's severely receded, keep hoping your hair turns grey before your 25th birthday
I hope you lose your navigation and your wifi
And then you realize you lost me at the same time

I can't help it, I don't like you...

And This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back around
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back around

I hope you cry from every onion
And you fan girl every time you see Hulk Hogan
I hope your arm lengths are disproportionate so the Armani suits that you bought don't really ever fit
And the Benjies you're burning turn up counterfeit
Drop red wine on your Yeezys at the supermarket
I hope your cornflakes are soggy and stale when you don't roll the bag 'cause you're lazy as hell
Your coffee and attitude salty as well you mistook it for sugar straight off of the shelf
The type of guy who's so afraid to fly you get stuck on a flight from LA to Dubai
Flying straight through a storm with major turbulence near a baby that cries and it's pure annoyance

I can't help it no, I don't like you (damn I really don't like you)...

And This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back around
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back, coming back, coming back around
Coming, coming, coming back around
Coming, coming back, coming back around
Coming, coming, coming back around, oh

I hope your legs get charley horse cramps and while you're drunk you end up with a slutty tramp stamp
Now you're sober with regret staring at a silhouette of a skull with a mustache smoking on a cigarette
(wow)

And This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back around
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
This Is What I Wish For You right now
This Is What I Wish For You na na na
Boy your shit is coming back, coming back, coming back around
Coming, coming, coming back around
Coming, coming back, coming back around
Coming, coming, coming back around, oh