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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PTM Hud
PTM Hud
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hudson Coats
Hudson Coats
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IkeMadeThis
IkeMadeThis
Producer

歌詞

Cold bad bitch but she deceivin’
Cold tricks, she done turned me to anemic
No crime saw, only if you seen me
She a cold bad bitch but she deceivin’
Turned me to anemic
She a cold bad bitch but she deceivin’
Cold tricks, she done turned me to anemic
No crime to solve, only if you seen me
Dubs fallin’ in between the seats, shit got me leanin’
Off an Adderall, shit, I’m a night child
Own category I like your type, wild
I’m just now gettin’ back, I’m talkin’ right now
It’s just masks, semi autos when the lights down
We runnin’ through red lights, cops blurp us for tail lights
Sell it, we grab anything, they left us for dead life
Sober, feel like I’m out my body, I ain’t got my meds right
Cryin’, I don’t even cry, dropped tears as your tomb site
She gon’ keep on posting body pictures ‘cause the views right
Brodie on the headline, second time he made the news twice
My head doctor goated, she don’t want shit, she just chew pipe
Thoughts “should I put up with your bullshit,” thinkin’ “do I?”
They hatin’ mo’, it got ‘em payin’ mo’
Bro callin’ me from jail sayin’ I’m on the radio
In my feelings, cold shoulders, blue notes
You say that you don’t know the problem, you do though
They not you, but meantime, they cool though
You got me salty ‘bout it, I blew deposits ‘bout you
2 AM, creepin’ with her but I still want your body
You done fucked up for the rest, don’t even want nobody
Written by: Hudson Coats
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