[Intro: DC The Don]

Love makes me sick

Shit, damn, it make me sick too

Only time you fiending for my love is when your rent due

I hate LA, and she like, “God damn, I hate this bitch too”

My diamonds talking, they like, “God damn, look what that bitch do”

[Pre-Chorus: DC The Don]

She like, "Okay, Okay", you know I hate sleeping in this room, I'm tryna relocate, them are slow days

This mattress hurting my back, remind me of my old days, them throwaways

Head down, my mind spinning through the whole day

NASCAR, I keep on speeding, I got road rage

[Chorus: DC The Don]

Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical (Ooh-ooh), yeah

And I'm not the only one, but girl, you left me skeptical, (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah), yeah

She's so insufferable, but high-key, we inseparable

But shit, I'd rather be miserable than leave, that's unacceptable, yeah

Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah

[Verse 1: DC The Don]

I think I took too many turns being too out of pocket, unloaded

And I'm drunk texting you again, it's all illegible

Yeah, but she say she a no-go

All them pictures in your mind, she said she cropped me out the photos

Goddamn, lil' baby, that's a low blow

Switched up on me, shit, on God, now look at Don, that boy got rose gold

Ain't that crazy, yeah, but shit, that's how it go though (Yeah)

[Chorus: DC The Don]

Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical, (Ooh-ooh) (Like it's medical, like it's medical), yeah, yeah

And I'm not the only one, but girl, you left me skeptical, (Left me skeptical, so skeptical), yeah

She's so insufferable, but high-key, we inseparable

But shit, I'd rather be miserable than leave, that's unacceptable (Go)

Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]

Twenty years old, havin' oxycodone nasal-drip (Uh)

Say she taste it when we kiss

She ain't like the others, she the one that taught me how to sniff

(Let's go, let's go, let's go)

Kinda like your mother, prolly 'cause she older than the kid

Give her that hard, hard, like I dropped a boulder in that bitch

She left her XBOX, he was tryna control her with this shit

I wonder why I- (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Like, is that nigga a cop? (Uh-huh)

I pull up on his block, got my hand on my Glock, you run up get popped (Uh-huh)

I done ran up the bands, go straight to the top, so I can't stop (Uh-huh)

I ball they watch (Uh-huh)

Audemar on the clock (Uh-huh)

Put the dick in the Glock (Uh-huh)

I remember selling rocks (Uh-huh)

So, the lights stay on, I hit Neiman Marcus when I shop (Uh-huh)

I fuck her so good that she can't speak (Slatt, slatt)

No, she can't talk (Uh-huh)

All she said (Uh-huh), "Beat the pussy up 'til it's dead" (Uh-huh)

We can box like Mayweather, but the match is in between her legs (Uh-huh, I told her I need sexual)

All her old niggas hoes (Uh-huh)

That's for sure (Uh, uh)

Shorty gonna touch her toes (Uh, uh)

[Outro: DC The Don]

She like, "Okay, okay, I see the purpose

Sometimes the shit I say be cutting deeper than the surface" (Whoa, whoa)

I wrote all my curses down, I wrote 'em down in cursive

This double juice all in my body got me feeling nervous

But she say she a no-go (No-go, no-go, no, she say she a no)

But that's my baby, I know that for sure (Yeah, but she say she a no-go, no-go, whoa)

And it's priceless, but you sitting on it

And this shit comparable at all to what I been spending on it

See, I'm on the backstreet with my dawgs, shawty, I been waiting on it, like

I gave you the best shit that you love, let 'em keep hating on it, like, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah)