Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
zemult
Performer
Mekhi Batchler
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mekhi Batchler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mekhi Batchler
Producer
Lyrics
This bitch got me sick!
'Cause she think she the shit!
I don't need to know why you amaze me
It's just the thought of you
It's driving me crazy
I can't lie I'm pretty dumb (dumb! dumb! dumb!)
I take advantage of the air that's inside of my lungs
I know it's one day that I'll perish
And it'll all be done
It's only one thing that I fear
I hate what I've become
Don't ever open up!
'Cause she think she the shit!
I don't need to know why you amaze me
It's just the thought of you
It's driving me crazy
I can't lie I'm pretty dumb (dumb! dumb! dumb!)
I take advantage of the air that's inside of my lungs
I know it's one day that I'll perish
And it'll all be done
It's only one thing that I fear
I hate what I've become
Don't ever open up!
I'mma try to keep you busy
Know you're losing interest
I don't want to be the bully
Or a Billy Badass
I don't really show this side of me
That's what they laugh at
All that we communicating?
Clap backs!
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Is you a lab rat?
It's like everything you do
You just a mad brat!
You do that shit you think you do
I need a fact check
'Cause she think she the shit!
I don't need to know why you amaze me
It's just the thought of you
It's driving me crazy
I can't lie I'm pretty dumb (dumb! dumb! dumb!)
I take advantage of the air that's inside of my lungs
I know it's one day that I'll perish
And it'll all be done
It's only one thing that I fear
I hate what I've become
Don't ever open up!
Open up your carcass
And you're blowing my brain
Said there's too many paraphernalia
Yeah, I'm going insane
I said I tried to open up
But, bae I needed the same
She drive me out of the room
Bitch you had nothing to gain from me!
[?] That's the game that we always play!
[?] But I don't really like your games
She wants to look into the mirror
So she sees her face
She wanna slit her wrists
Like is she gonna be okay?
[?] That's the game that we always play!
[?] But I don't really like your games
She wants to look into the mirror
So she sees her face
She wanna slit her wrists
Like is she gonna be okay?
'Cause she think she the shit!
I don't need to know why you amaze me
It's just the thought of you
It's driving me crazy
I can't lie I'm pretty dumb (dumb! dumb! dumb!)
I take advantage of the air that's inside of my lungs
I know it's one day that I'll perish
And it'll all be done
It's only one thing that I fear
I hate what I've become
Don't ever open up!
sick! sick! sick! sick! sick! sick!
Written by: Mekhi Batchler
