Fires & Tire Marks
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need that drink
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need those drugs
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need a thing else, aw, but her
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
I guess
Kick through them broken windows, you're a mess
Six bullets, hold the pistol to your head
Get to it, long been wished that you were dead, dead
But I guess
Consumin' those prescriptions, you feel better
Assumin' those positions in your bed
But you should know that it's all temporary - rary
You go back to old ways anyway
I try to stay true to you, to you it's all the same
My life far from beautiful, and you evolved from pain
You hear all this breakin' news: these rumours always change
Uh
You know that you won't last many days
You'd talk 'bout past love and your friend group would be in pain
Pullin' out that blood that's coursin' through me in these veins
You don't see it the same as I do
You can't feel my ways
Wait
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
Don't get me started with you
Tempt me, I'm fiendin' your touch
Messy, my jeans dirtied up
Wash down MD with your love
Don't get me started with him
Nothin' on me, he's a bum
Fuckin' with me is a dub
If the love ain't for real, I don't want it
Fuckin' on me is your interest
Cummin' for me is your bonus
I'm a genie: grant you wishes
'Til I make you scream, it ain't over
Beg for this dick 'til you get it
Text me, I'm quickly respondin'
Lettin' me into yo' crib
Don't ever forget how I hold ya
Don't get me started on you
Ride on my face, girl, get loud
Put it right on my face, baby, drown me
Light up the place when you 'rrive
Bitin' your lip 'til it bleed
I wanna know your blood type
I'll be alone for the night
I'll be alone for the night
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need that drink
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need those drugs
Nah, nah, nah - I don't need a thing else, aw, but her
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
I guess
Kick through them broken windows, you're a mess
Six bullets, hold the pistol to your head
Get to it, long been wished that you were dead, dead
But I guess
Consumin' those prescriptions, you feel better
Assumin' those positions in your bed
But you should know that it's all temporary - rary
You go back to old ways anyway
I try to stay true to you, to you it's all the same
My life far from beautiful, and you evolved from pain
You hear all this breakin' news: these rumours always change
Uh
You know that you won't last many days
You'd talk 'bout past love and your friend group would be in pain
Pullin' out that blood that's coursin' through me in these veins
You don't see it the same as I do
You can't feel my ways
Wait
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
Don't get me started with you
Tempt me, I'm fiendin' your touch
Messy, my jeans dirtied up
Wash down MD with your love
Don't get me started with him
Nothin' on me, he's a bum
Fuckin' with me is a dub
If the love ain't for real, I don't want it
Fuckin' on me is your interest
Cummin' for me is your bonus
I'm a genie: grant you wishes
'Til I make you scream, it ain't over
Beg for this dick 'til you get it
Text me, I'm quickly respondin'
Lettin' me into yo' crib
Don't ever forget how I hold ya
Don't get me started on you
Ride on my face, girl, get loud
Put it right on my face, baby, drown me
Light up the place when you 'rrive
Bitin' your lip 'til it bleed
I wanna know your blood type
I'll be alone for the night
I'll be alone for the night
Fires and tire marks, fightin'
Tryin' my hardest for you
Higher than high and you're shinin'
Lighters, they darker than you
Tryin' to hide that you like me
I know that's far from the truth
I'm over arguin' with you
Don't get me started with you
Credits
Writer(s): Milisa Milanovic
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