[Chorus: tropes]
What a sicko
Roll up with that bih, I'm smoking krypto
100 songs deep but no hits though
That couldn't be us, stay bitched bro
Come in here before I get up in the morning
And I don't look at all the warnings
(I need pressure, I need pressure)

[Verse: heartstopmiami]
You sound like a instrument, I don't play with y'all
I sound like a fisherman, I'll be real with y'all
Do my fucking dinner dance, I got dinner bands
Lemme hear that inner chant, he slide down he got no chance
I feel awful
Let's all feel so awful till we die
She doesn't like anything I like
I'm off LSD look at my eyes

[Chorus: tropes]
What a sicko
Roll up with that bih, I'm smoking krypto
100 songs deep but no hits though
That couldn't be us, stay bitched bro
Comе in here beforе I get up in the morning
And I don't look at all the warnings