| Don’t know what I thought it was |
| Pick me up, stay right here, you’re my one |
| Shooting star |
| Uh, deep inside I low-key wish our memories would vanish |
| My heart barely beat no more, it can’t take no more damage |
| Pieces, heart ripped up, torn up, pieces, but I could hear your thoughts |
| Deep inside, think inside I’m really, really on her mind |
| I know I’m right, I might just fuck her one more time |
| I know I’m wrong, but whose to say she in the right? |
| Lies |
| Never treat me bad and I’m gon' love you right forever |
| Lie to me baby, I love it, for real |
| I solve my problems by crackin' a seal |
| Break my heart, that’s never a issue |
| Not on my shoulder, bitch, cry on a tissue |
| New .40 Glock this bitch government-issued |
| Came with a dot so it’s never gone miss you |
| Im really tough I just act like I miss you |
| Not the other way around, Intuition |
| Make my old bitches frown |
| Memories tore my hope down, but I still crave your lies |
| Uh, deep inside I low-key wish our memories would vanish |
| My heart barely beat no more, it can’t take no more damage |
| Pieces, heart ripped up, torn up, pieces, but I could hear your thoughts |
| Deep inside, think inside I’m really, really on her mind |
| I know I’m right, I might just fuck her one more time |
| I know I’m wrong, but whose to say she in the right? (Right) |
| No, no, no |
| No, no, no |
| No, no, no |