Hellcat
I'm saying tho like
Why we argue ova the lil petty shit
That shit don't mean nothing
This a trench coat Umbrella Vibe
Yea, Go
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
Designer Frames
Look in my eyes
It's blood and rage
I got insecurities
Don't judge my cover
Turn the page
No light in dark clouds
Told 'em take his plea
Cause you gone die at trial
In that cage you buried
Free my celly he can barely smile
Shoes that I got on
Don't look like much
But they still cost a thou
Heartbroken in this storm
My feeling tucked
My demons talking loud
Backseat or the front
Off X I'm numb
So we gone be a while
Her shirt by St Laurent
Bae, we can stunt
If you won't let me down
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
Balenci steppin'
Look in the puddle, no reflections
I done died twice
But you wouldn't understand
Or get the message
Live a wild life
All my friends they dead
Or they in prison
I put X in Sprite
If I ain't in jail
No point in fighting
OD on all this fake love
I can't come down from these heights
I got flashbacks of that state yard
Lifting weights & eating rice
Make 'em JPAY different names
Cause they prescribed
They get me high
Please don't talk down on my name
'Cause you can't step in these 45's
That's code for European
Fuck a opp you fuck again
I been down bad at my lowest
Lost myself it helped my lyrics
(No more love letters)
We fuck off X
Express our feelings
(All black umbrella)
It shields my pain
So I can't feel it
(Trench coat umbrella)
No mo' blues
Now it's Raf Simmons
(No more love letters)
We fuck off X
Express our feelings
(All black umbrella)
It shields my pain
So I can't feel it
(Trench coat umbrella)
No mo' blues
Now it's Raf Simmons
Nigga
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
It's raining love
I got on my trench coat
And umbrella nigga
I'm just on a different level
With this shit now
You know
I guess the money been getting to me
If I told you I love you I meant it
Why we argue ova the lil petty shit
That shit don't mean nothing
This a trench coat Umbrella Vibe
Yea, Go
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
Designer Frames
Look in my eyes
It's blood and rage
I got insecurities
Don't judge my cover
Turn the page
No light in dark clouds
Told 'em take his plea
Cause you gone die at trial
In that cage you buried
Free my celly he can barely smile
Shoes that I got on
Don't look like much
But they still cost a thou
Heartbroken in this storm
My feeling tucked
My demons talking loud
Backseat or the front
Off X I'm numb
So we gone be a while
Her shirt by St Laurent
Bae, we can stunt
If you won't let me down
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
Balenci steppin'
Look in the puddle, no reflections
I done died twice
But you wouldn't understand
Or get the message
Live a wild life
All my friends they dead
Or they in prison
I put X in Sprite
If I ain't in jail
No point in fighting
OD on all this fake love
I can't come down from these heights
I got flashbacks of that state yard
Lifting weights & eating rice
Make 'em JPAY different names
Cause they prescribed
They get me high
Please don't talk down on my name
'Cause you can't step in these 45's
That's code for European
Fuck a opp you fuck again
I been down bad at my lowest
Lost myself it helped my lyrics
(No more love letters)
We fuck off X
Express our feelings
(All black umbrella)
It shields my pain
So I can't feel it
(Trench coat umbrella)
No mo' blues
Now it's Raf Simmons
(No more love letters)
We fuck off X
Express our feelings
(All black umbrella)
It shields my pain
So I can't feel it
(Trench coat umbrella)
No mo' blues
Now it's Raf Simmons
Nigga
Hellcat Sex
Don't need no lubricant
I might Pyer Moss
Cause that's the mood I'm in
Backwoods in the rain
These Purple jeans
I smoke my secrets
I can't tell her
It's storming love
And I got on my trench coat
And umbrella, yea
It's raining love
I got on my trench coat
And umbrella nigga
I'm just on a different level
With this shit now
You know
I guess the money been getting to me
If I told you I love you I meant it
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Writer(s): Damonta Barber
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