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This shi boutta be heat Sometimes I still wonder if we on good terms You feel this, you gon feel this 4th quarter on the field thought the shots were a whistle (Touchdown) These scales feel like leather but they come from the lizzards (Ohh) Keys clacking flush it then he asking where the piss go (Cat piss oh) She walking dead she pissing black out her liver Comme des Garçons, We not broke but our heart torn Years ago they had plans didn't follow accord Dead faces for these shirts wear like uniform Carved our initials on that tree now my heart in thorns (It was me and you) Touch the star roof with my horns (Now it's me and me) Skin can't protect me from these thorns (Woahhh) Feel like I'm in heaven everyone wearing Saint Laurent (YSL) I needa pinch myself for all the bullets yuh I done dodged (Is this even real?) Pinch myself am I really living in reality (Woah woah) Stomach full of toxins ain't no calories I ain't mad when some cheddar mold cuz I'm never out of it K9s sniffing my locker I laugh cuz I ready swallowed it (Ha ha you can't take these pills) She mad at my habits she throwing a tantrum and then she unfollow me (Yeah she mad) I would've drove to that paint for her maybe that's that Chris Paul in me (NBA type shit) Comme des Garçons, We not broke but our heart torn Years ago they had plans didn't follow accord Dead faces for these shirts wear like uniform Carved our initials on that tree now my heart in thorns (It was me and you) Touch the star roof with my horns (Now it's me and me) Skin can't protect me from these thorns Thorns on my heart Thorns on my heart yuh Thorns on my heart Thorns on my heart Thorns on my heart yuh Thorns on my heart Thorns on my heart yuh Thorns on my heart Thorns on my heart