[Intro]
Nightclub

[Verse 1]
Got your feelings and his head crushed
Blood soaked seat in the back seat taxi
Money money (yeah) rules us all
Plays us all
I got hella shawtys so I flex them and stunt them and ball
Boys in the house and we’re all about love
Angels from above
Dropping bodies and hit and runs
Hidden intentions yeah with the blood on a rush
Aiming them pistols all at the pain all at the sun

[Verse 2]
AK all of the gun
Eclipse the smoke, yeah
All fill up my lungs
Matching bullets gunpowder, yeah, stuck in my gum
Blood blunt Keke Palmer, yeah
Healing us up
Hitting blunt kissing your nails
Get, get back
Boy I need my feelings
Need my feelings
Fucking back boy
Get off my dick bitch need my swag back
I got the love
Aiming at the drugs
Kissing up kissing up
Cigarette buds
Feelings would’ve fallen but you gotta break it up
Internet bugs
Internet thugs
Kissing on the drugs that made up your love
No you don’t like it but this is goodbye
Looking at the eyes that took out your life
[Outro]
Boy, I love
I love you