Hook
Oh no, what a girl from Atlanta Georgia
Your eyes are so cute, could you look in the mirror
Like the sky so blue, with a mornin' dew
My love could have left me so fucked up
Damn, three fuckin' bitches broke my heart
Got me crackin' shits and mixin' up to fix heart
Still thinkin' about you?, guess you lost your mind
Watch me who the fuck you trust because we all are fake
Verse 1
Watch who the fuck you call your homie, they all are fake
Not a baddie from Miami but she is so crazy
Thought I buried all my pasta in a deep light grave
Till they tryna dig it up and make it much more dark
Musical trap housе not a mob house, but I gave it all the that I can
Usually fuckеd up from this dumb curse of feelin' like a hooligan
Trying to live right, but I can't
Getting a dark side, for revenge
I put my sorrows in dope when I lift up my hope and I pray for another day
Feels like I'm dead in the in but alive in the out, inevitable at the most
Gradually fading off through all this thrills mixing a dark sprite with full syrup
Doing some spells on pentagram like I'm fuckin' sellin' my soul
Don't wanna get lost again so I'm thinkin' of buying a home
Hook
Oh no, what a girl from Atlanta Georgia
Your eyes are so cute, could you look in the mirror
Like the sky so blue, with a mornin' dew
My love could have left me so fucked up
Damn, three fuckin' bitches broke my heart
Got me crackin' shits and mixin' up to fix heart
Still thinkin' about you?, guess you lost your mind
Watch me who the fuck you trust because we all are fake