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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tobias Muhafidin
Tobias Muhafidin
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tobias Muhafidin
Tobias Muhafidin
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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Cornstarch
Yung Cornstarch
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MixedByDinje
MixedByDinje
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Lyrics

(she's always) (oh no oh no) She's always kissing me on Molly Don't say sorry Girl it's just the way you feel Touch my body Hear you calling I'm not coming back for real Pop another 'fore I leave It's my last Don't fuck with pills Demons out here in these streets And they're gunning for the kill Does she love me Or she love the drugs? Coming down now Need another one Pupils as big as the sun When she gets like this She thinks I'm the one (like yeah) Asked if I gotta bag Not Birkin In the day time she spends her time working She never spends her own You know she stays flirting She gon' spend your time You're ending up hurting I know I ain't got money baby All I got is my time Only time that you say you love me When you're fucking high I know I ain't got money baby All I got is my time Only time that you say you love me When you're fucking high She's always kissing me on Molly Don't say sorry Girl it's just the way you feel Touch my body Hear you calling I'm not coming back for real Pop another 'fore I leave It's my last Don't fuck with pills Demons out here in these streets And they're gunning for the kill Cause her life is like a movie in the making Don't need the edit cause she got it all figured out If she see's it she gon want it she gon take it Said I'm finished but we making out on the couch And her best friends getting naked That's my sign to dip so I'm leaving now No questions or hearts breaking Cause we'll do it again when the sun goes down I know I ain't got money baby All I got is my time Only time that you say you love me When you're fucking high I know I ain't got money baby All I got is my time Only time that you say you love me When you're fucking high She's always kissing me on Molly Don't say sorry Girl it's just the way you feel Touch my body Hear you calling I'm not coming back for real Pop another 'fore I leave It's my last Don't fuck with pills Demons out here in these streets And they're gunning for the kill Demons out here in these streets (Bag? Bag? Bag? Bag?) (I wanna bag)
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