Chorus (avah):

Depression at the party like it's club vibes

Took all 3 xans, bitch I'm geek high

Molly in her cup make her feel right

In love with a baddie and she's all mine

Smoke a cig, I'm off a benz

I'm tweakin off DxM make me feel like I'm rich

Yo block is like TDM, I'm gon pull up wit ah stick

Floatin off like an ocean, off a potion, I'm trippin on my witches lips

Verse 1 (2nd):

You weren’t ready, I ain’t airing dirty laundry

The fairest of the fawns stalked by a fucking zombie

Drugged up, I’m comatose, kind of hope I overdose

I ain’t mean it, baby, don’t you worry bout me

All my struggles are my own, you ain’t cause them

You just wrapped them in gauze, my reason to give pause, I lost them

How’s it feel to know you only kissed me three times?

That’s cruel, I’m sorry

Everytime I lash out, I pass out

I seethe, wanna act out, I blacked out

I get so trashed, on shit I cash out

The budget got slashed, I can’t relax now

I gotta go harder, better, faster, stronger

Hours worked rougher and longer

This one hill I cannot conquer

Don’t got too much longer, prolly

I won a new relationship, I met myself a goddess

Her every move the hottest, her every word is honest

She got her issues, but who doesn’t these days

So why, inside my solace with her, why hasn’t it changed?

My lonely feeling’s so revealing

There’s no sky, there’s only ceilings

My issues are growing, she peel off of me like skin

Swear the shading in my room almost as muted as my vocals

Got what I was hoping for, so why don’t I feel hopeful

PreChorus (2nd):

You're so beyond me

If you love me, I can be your zombie

Just don't leave me, baby, I need you

Chorus (avah):

Depression at the party like it's club vibes

Took all 3 xans, bitch I'm geek high

Molly in her cup make her feel right

In love with a baddie and she's all mine

Smoke a cig, I'm off a benz

I'm tweakin off DxM make me feel like I'm rich

Yo block is like TDM, I'm gon pull up wit ah stick

Floatin off like an ocean, off a potion, I'm trippin on my witches lips

Verse 2 (Lil Palm Tree):

Tripping

All I know is business

I was low before, but my core is vicious

I’ma go beast mode like I know cheat codes

On this life we know, but I don't, I’m living

In the blues, I’m a fool, get a clue

Ain't nobody ever gonna know what I’m going through

When I’m feeling better, it be raining in the weather

Or when ever I’m in the booth

Spitting truth like that

And I do fight back

Got a xan, Ima do like half

I don’t wanna get too high, if I do my bad

I don’t give a fuck about you like that

Too bad

Ain’t nobody really wanna go too fast

Who’s that, sitting there tryna do bad

That’s me looking unhappy

Cause I’m not happy, but I bet that you knew that

Gotta part ways, turning into shark bait

I dropped my friends cause they all got fake love

I be getting high as a way to escape from

Negative thoughts, I’m getting caught tryna hang from

The ceiling that feeling

Of freedom that nobody gets

I’m high as a bitch, I'm as high as it gets

I did too many wrongs to not get right again

Popping pills like a vitamin

If a part of you feels like you ready to die, you feel like Avah

Eddie and I

I'm getting faded every day but by the end of the night

I got bitches on my dick and I’m one hell of a guy

But I’m not

Lost in the sauces, my name in their mouth

Like water in faucets, I'm blazing it down

Everybody be coughing, the coffin that’s holding my body got nothing

I turned to a zombie

I turned to a zombie

Fucked it all up and I left in the morning

Telling my family please do not call me

Couple of dollars I’m purchasing molly

The thought of me leaving behind became common

This time Ima be honest

This for the fallen

This dedication got greatness evolving

This is the song that the dead will be rocking

Got drugs in my system and cigs in my pocket

Gon fuck up my liver then breathe out the toxin

I haven’t been safe, I’m acting ok

Drinking a bottle and reaching the bottom

I’m sick to my stomach

Whatevers you call it

I’m not fine

Chorus (avah):

Depression at the party like it's club vibes

Took all 3 xans, bitch I'm geek high

Molly in her cup make her feel right

In love with a baddie and she's all mine

Smoke a cig, I'm off a benz

I'm tweakin off DxM make me feel like I'm rich

Yo block is like TDM, I'm gon pull up wit ah stick

Floatin off like an ocean, off a potion, I'm trippin on my witches lips

Verse 3 (2nd):

Blacked out, what you expect?

It's clear to me she wants a check

She wants to dent my self respect

Til I put gold around her neck

A different man's in love with this

Her sultry songs, his succubus

There's a difference between us

While he kisses her, I fucked the bitch

She's happier without me, but I made her shiver, whimpering

Vindictive when I'm sinking, got me thinking bout her figure

Well, maybe the love was realer when happiness was secure

I'm kind of a bad person, but that don't mean I'm worthless

Maybe if I get Birkin, the worst will subside

I don't have to fix myself every time I get hurt

We still talk, for what it's worth

Enjoy your peace talks, the self relief talks

When I'm released from my beanstalk, I think I'll feel better

It's okay to feel jealous sometimes

I guess