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Don't think, don't think
Too much, it kills you
Oh bae, oh my
Oh how I miss you
Your face, your touch
I wanna feel you
All types of drugs
I miss the real you

Don't talk too much
You're gonna lose us
I want the days where you just told me that I'm too much
Don't talk too much
You're gonna lose us
I want the days where you just told me that I'm too much

Don't think, don't think
Too much, it kills you
Oh bae, oh my
Oh how I miss you
Your face, your touch
I wanna feel you
All types of drugs
I miss the real you

Me in a Percocet ward
I had enough, but took four more (ooh)
I'm losin' abilities
The X got me sleepin' like a rock (what?)
Shit tranquility, Ya' feeling me, ya' feeling me?
Fuck all my enemies
They wanna mean shit to the enemies
Wockhardt pourin'
Hop in that GLE
Big ole body
New car, foreign
35 in the clip
Call bro KD
'Cause his ass gon' score
Pull up in that boy's state and into the next
Like pussy, I'm tourin'
Three somethin' on the neck
Bitch, I'm Michael Jordan
High as a kite, boy I'm flight soarin'
We'll get the pipes for 'em
Fucked up on my ex
We got plenty cash
Different color tracks
I went through them trials and tribulations
And apart of me is vacant
Now I'ma start a war
30 people in the party naked
With your girlfriend
Know it's complicated

Don't think, don't think
Too much, it kills you
Oh bae, oh my
Oh how I miss you
Your face, your touch
I wanna feel you
All types of drugs
I miss the real you

Don't talk too much
You're gonna lose us
I want the days where you just told me that I'm too much
Don't talk too much
You're gonna lose us
I want the days where you just told me that I'm too much

Don't think, don't think
Too much, it kills you
Oh bae, oh my
Oh how I miss you
Your face, your touch
I wanna feel you
All types of drugs
I miss the real you



Credits
Writer(s): Quinn Ayers
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