[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