poison
She got a Birkin bag
But it won't bring him back
She needed someone who would watch over her cardiac
She can't fuck with me
It's a history
She know I'm dying for someone to come and finish me
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
You know you're toxic
To be honest
When you talk likе that
You don't understand? Let me run it right back
Oh, you'rе a psychopath (psycho, psycho, psycho, you're a psycho)
I can't open up because I know that I'm gon' regret it
You took everything I loved
And I know that I sound pathetic
I was something 'til I wasn't, I'm showing you where my head is
I burned every single photo to make sure that I'll forget it
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you, I-
But it won't bring him back
She needed someone who would watch over her cardiac
She can't fuck with me
It's a history
She know I'm dying for someone to come and finish me
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
You know you're toxic
To be honest
When you talk likе that
You don't understand? Let me run it right back
Oh, you'rе a psychopath (psycho, psycho, psycho, you're a psycho)
I can't open up because I know that I'm gon' regret it
You took everything I loved
And I know that I sound pathetic
I was something 'til I wasn't, I'm showing you where my head is
I burned every single photo to make sure that I'll forget it
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I fucking hate you
I mean that
I don't care if I will never get my things back
I despise you
Your boy is sick
When you kiss him, does he know about the poison?
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you
I hate you, I hate you
I don't care what he did to you, I-
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Writer(s): Joseph Valla, Nathan Lewis
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