Put that phone down

I'm not sold up on naked pictures

No sub high like my spirit in the right pixels

Teach a bad bitch new tricks steppin' alchemission

Off-script, ain't you tired of your stupid fiction?

Run over me get down with it

Before I met you thought I was mentally fit (get down with it)

Run over me get down with it

Get down with it

Run over me

I swear she calculated

Yeah shit got navigated

Every step premeditated

Her game recalibrated

One more drink and I think I'll pass

She got bitter like coffee on my tongue

Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs

Got me wonder if I shift from the shit

When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past

How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different

Fuck me over hands up

Fuck me 'till I hate your guts

So good

Fuck me 'till I hate your guts

This ain't love, this some crazy witchcraft bs

And I be hanging out lately with her demons

Yeah she's a ten but she run over me one with the

If you can meet her level of darkness you should keep her

Maybe for you was a phase

Maybe you just needed saving

Maybe I spend too much time contemplating

Rearranging, tryna make a change here

Cycles that been giving me excessive pain yet again

How dare I believe

Again and again

Again and again

Damage on my wrist like the back of my hand

She got comfy in the back of my head

One more drink and I think I'll pass

She got bitter like coffee on my tongue

Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs

Got me wonder if I shift from the shit

When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past

How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different

Fuck me over hands up

Fuck me 'till I hate your guts (you fuck me good)

So good (fuck me so good)

Fuck me 'till I hate your guts

She got bitter like coffee on my tongue

Suffocate me like guilt like smoke in my lungs

Got me wonder if I shift from the shit

When I'm still stupidly holding on to the past

How I'm I supposed to believe that was any different

Fuck me over hands up

Fuck me 'till I hate your guts