Over
(I'mUgly)
Ayy, ayy
I need purple darlin', ayy
Ayy, ayy
Back to me
Ayy, ayy
Back to roots, yesterday
Back to me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need purple callin', ayy
Woah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy woah
I hear purple callin', ayy
Ignore purple callin', ayy
Now my stomach whilin', ayy
I need purple darlin', ayy
I like tints I don't know who wanna hurt me darlin', ayy
That's my kin, for the right price he'll hurt me prolly, ayy
I ain't dead, but my picture on the shirt he salty, ayy
I miss Tech my plug got me sippin' dirty Quali', ayy
Homie chill bro, she'll fuck me, she'll fuck you
Ayy, woah
And I'ma fuckin' lie, that's what lust do
Ayy, woah
And later she might cry, that's what drugs do
Google all my sins because ain't nun' under the sun new
Recordin' everything because I'm no dummy to trust you
And I take the bottle 'cause I know just how the plug do
Ayy, ayy
I don't wanna die but don't feel like fightin', ayy
Fakin' like I'm sober 'cause I know she like it, ayy
Pickin' all my poison gotta mix 'em right, ayy
I don't wanna die but I don't feel like fightin', ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She'll fuck me, she'll fuck you, ayy
I'ma fuckin' lie that's what lust do
Ayy, ayy
I need purple darlin', ayy
Ayy, ayy
Back to me
Ayy, ayy
Back to roots, yesterday
Back to me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need purple callin', ayy
Woah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy woah
I hear purple callin', ayy
Ignore purple callin', ayy
Now my stomach whilin', ayy
I need purple darlin', ayy
I like tints I don't know who wanna hurt me darlin', ayy
That's my kin, for the right price he'll hurt me prolly, ayy
I ain't dead, but my picture on the shirt he salty, ayy
I miss Tech my plug got me sippin' dirty Quali', ayy
Homie chill bro, she'll fuck me, she'll fuck you
Ayy, woah
And I'ma fuckin' lie, that's what lust do
Ayy, woah
And later she might cry, that's what drugs do
Google all my sins because ain't nun' under the sun new
Recordin' everything because I'm no dummy to trust you
And I take the bottle 'cause I know just how the plug do
Ayy, ayy
I don't wanna die but don't feel like fightin', ayy
Fakin' like I'm sober 'cause I know she like it, ayy
Pickin' all my poison gotta mix 'em right, ayy
I don't wanna die but I don't feel like fightin', ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
She'll fuck me, she'll fuck you, ayy
I'ma fuckin' lie that's what lust do
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Writer(s): Masumi Ueno
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