[Verse 1: LIL DUSTY G]
Crackin' a smile while I'm passin' by
Shawty likin' my style, I can satisfy
I can satisfy, baby, I can make you mine
I can sacrifice, will you love me when I die

[Bridge: LIL DUSTY G]
Don't be talkin' to me, my mind is occupied
I got whatever you need, I can compromise
We can unify, baby, I can multiply
You see it in my eyes, save me from this suici—

[Chorus: Tor.]
Now I'm broken (I'm broken)
Dry your eyes, don't cry for me
Don't hide your smile, just watch me bleed
Now I'm broken (I'm broken)
Dry your eyes, don't cry for me
Don't hide your smile, just watch me bleed

[Verse 2: Tor]
I'm crackin' a smile
She's there for a while
I'm kissin' the ground and she watchin' me
You've been here a while and you're [turnin' around?]
Then I turn around and she shot me
[Bridge: LIL DUSTY G]
Don't be talkin' to me, my mind is occupied
I got whatever you need, I can compromise
We can unify, baby, I can multiply
You see it in my eyes, save me from this suicide

[Verse 3: Tor.]
Aye, from this suicide, save me
I got suicide doors on my red whip
But this bitch she make 'em blue inside
Loving you is suicide
A drug or you is do or die
I could be a shooter, I got up in my ride, die or ride

[Pre-Chorus: Tor.]
Die or ride, ride or die
Die or ride, ride or die
Die or ride, ride or die
Die or ride, die or ride

[Chorus: Tor.]
Now I'm broken (I'm broken)
Dry your eyes, don't cry for me (Yeah)
Don't hide your smile, just watch me bleed
Now I'm broken (I'm broken)
Dry your eyes, don't cry for me
Don't hide your smile, just watch me bleed
[Post-Chorus: Tor.]
I tried, I tried now
I've cried and cried my eyes out
I've tried and tried and cried
Kill this now, end this now
Where's the love?

[Verse 4: Tor.]
I got bitches tryna love me owning fake ID's
I got bitches tryna see me with their grandma's keys
Emo bitches wanna fuck, ain't even seventeen
(Keep the fuck away from me, y'all)
I'm twenty-three
I'm a grown man, bitch I got plans
I lay when I can't, but I rather get jam
Been fucking on the road when I'm homesick
Doing shows, but I know club hoe shit
Stuck with my old bitch
Cramped in my old whip
That my old crib, but at least I don't hold shit
Not the whole shit
You're alone 'cause I know shit
I might blow big like my head got a weave
Tryna cut my throat [?]
Seems to me that we could reason to be
See a possibility, but she ain't got beef
I could play the middleman and be referee
We could meet at the seams then part red sea
Your [?]
The blood when I cut I'm gonna make a hard scene
I know you love the bit so [?] circle up a steam
So kill me when you come in, I'ma cut it to the—