[Intro]
Ayy
No one really put enough work this season
Cold wind woes, my toes been freezing
Midnight meeting all these demons
'Round me, I feel like a heathen
Blood keep flowing, mouth keep bleeding
Words keep spilling out her mouth
You shouldn't trust her in the evening

[Chorus]
Shawty got too fucked up, now everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five

[Verse 1]
Tongue-tied
Talking 'bout my life more than me and that's fine, ayy
When they can't start that wave they hop onto mine, oh
Hit me directly, they text me, expect a reply, ayy
Bitch you wouldn't press me with your eyes directly on mine
[Chorus]
Everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five

[Verse 2]
Uh, aggressive voice, game set match, uh
I just might bring that shit back, ayy
How fucking hard I gotta go to stop them from sending guitar beat packs? Uh
How hard the track gotta slap, uh, to stop you from calling me sad? Uh
How much I gotta evolve?
At this point, I swear I'd avoid ultra balls, ayy
Chill out a bit
When you get speaking, I'm dodging the spit
Allergic to lying, I'm dodging that shit
Marijuana scent is filling the whip
Alcohol bring out the deepest of feelings
Truth is brought out by Bacardi and shit
She getting sloshed, it start with a sip, but

[Chorus]
Shawty got too fucked up, now everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five
[Verse 3]
Quick five, chilling with the guys
I'm fried, biscuit side
Too high, fall back down from the sky
4:20 free fall like Felix
Shooter got steel like Steelix
Pressure make you crack, need heals, need Blistex
Picking out bros, who gotta go?
Cleaning out team like Windex

[Chorus]
Everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five

[Verse 4]
Baby, what's good with me?
Hate don't get through to me
Bad bitch from a movie scene
Fendi belt flossed up casually, ayy
This life is new to me
This petty bullshit is old to me
Eat pussy like groceries
What more do you want from me? Ayy
I don't ever cry real tears
I don't ever cry fake tears
Way back in the STC
With the old me crushing out blunts with the peers
Getty way down by Sherbourne
Cashed out on Henny, let's reach it
Bad bitch, five shots, she's leaning
Looks like
[Chorus]
Shawty got too fucked up, now everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five

[Outro]
Now everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five
Everybody know my secrets
Everybody seen my demons, nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That's just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
Forty-eight in the home, I'm fiending
Quick five, get 'em in they feelings, quick five