Sanitized
(Whoa, hey!)
Yea
(Whoa)
Yea, yea, yea
Whoa
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
And now I know my life will never be the same
I guess that is what I get for playing the "love game"
Now I'm playing with the NT-1, I'm making my own lane
And building up to fa-a-ame
I used to swipe credit cards
Now they swiping it for me
Everybody want a handout
I ain't giving sh*t for free
If you want me on your song
Then you gotta pay a fee
Yea, you gotta pay for me-e-ay
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
Whoa
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
Yea
(Whoa)
Yea, yea, yea
Whoa
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
And now I know my life will never be the same
I guess that is what I get for playing the "love game"
Now I'm playing with the NT-1, I'm making my own lane
And building up to fa-a-ame
I used to swipe credit cards
Now they swiping it for me
Everybody want a handout
I ain't giving sh*t for free
If you want me on your song
Then you gotta pay a fee
Yea, you gotta pay for me-e-ay
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
Whoa
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Did you love me
Or did you just want to fantasize
The way you playing with my heart
Could make me paralyzed
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Everything don't feel the same
All I live with is this pain (This pain)
I know that you were just tryna clean me
Make me sanitized
But now I'm cleaning up the mess you made
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
Yea, 50 milligrams, and that's only for breakfast
I'm whipping the fast cars, you driving a Lexus
I see all the little shooters, they trying to nex us
But they can't, we next u-u-up
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Writer(s): Bryce Giovannoni
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