SINNER PT.3
Oh, oh, oh
You think I can't tell the difference
But I know how this goes
First night a whole lot of kisses, you wake up in my clothes
And maybe we just need a little distance
Not like I need you close
And yeah with you out of the picture
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let-
Finally let go, I can do this by myself, yeah
Fuck do you know?
Shawty wanna fuck with me, I never fold
And she think she stuck with me, but she don't know
And I wasn't never one to fantasize
It feel like hatred in the air tonight
Let's do drugs and bring the fear to life
Eat these xans and fill your appetite
Pull up to the crib tonight, huh, hey
Taste you on my lips tonight
Oh, oh, ayy, ayy
I was just-, I was just thinking
I been in the crib fucked up drinkin', uh, uh
Missing all your muhfucking kisses
We was poppin' pills and I miss that feeling, uh, uh, ayy
Like the fuckin' room was spinning
You would let me cuss you out, but I didn't mean it
And I hold you while you bleeding
And you would tell me I'm a demon
You think I can't tell the difference
But I know how this goes
First night a whole lot of kisses, you wake up in my clothes
And maybe we just need a little distance
Not like I need you close
And yeah with you out of the picture
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let-
You think I can't tell the difference
But I know how this goes
First night a whole lot of kisses, you wake up in my clothes
And maybe we just need a little distance
Not like I need you close
And yeah with you out of the picture
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let-
Finally let go, I can do this by myself, yeah
Fuck do you know?
Shawty wanna fuck with me, I never fold
And she think she stuck with me, but she don't know
And I wasn't never one to fantasize
It feel like hatred in the air tonight
Let's do drugs and bring the fear to life
Eat these xans and fill your appetite
Pull up to the crib tonight, huh, hey
Taste you on my lips tonight
Oh, oh, ayy, ayy
I was just-, I was just thinking
I been in the crib fucked up drinkin', uh, uh
Missing all your muhfucking kisses
We was poppin' pills and I miss that feeling, uh, uh, ayy
Like the fuckin' room was spinning
You would let me cuss you out, but I didn't mean it
And I hold you while you bleeding
And you would tell me I'm a demon
You think I can't tell the difference
But I know how this goes
First night a whole lot of kisses, you wake up in my clothes
And maybe we just need a little distance
Not like I need you close
And yeah with you out of the picture
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let go, woah, woah
Maybe I can finally let-
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Fletcher, Nicholas Mira, Garth Andrew Best, Clifford Mytril
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