I like the way you kiss me
I like the way you -, uh

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

You bite my lip just for the taste
You're on your knees, I'm on the case
You take the heat and with such grace
You say, "We're done," but here you stay

You said you're scared, I'll let you down (I'll let you down)
Just stick around and you'll find out (and you'll find out)
But don't you wanna make me proud? (So make me proud)
'Cause I'm so proud, baby, I'm so proud of you

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

Do I stress you out? Can I help you out?
Does it turn you on when I turn you around?
Can we make a scene? (Scene)
Can you make it loud? (Loud)
'Cause I'm so proud, baby, I'm so proud of you

So proud of you
Hmm, so proud of you

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me
I can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits
Not tryna be romantic, I'll hit it from the back
Just so you don't get attached (yes, yes, yes)

I like the way you kiss me
I like the way you -, uh

Policemen swear to God, love seeping from their guns
I know my friends and I would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed, come find us heading
For the bridge, bring a stone, all the rage, my little dark age
I grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away
If you get out of bed and find me standing
All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age

All alone, open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age

Pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood

Cover fire
I need a rumor
You're a school shooter
A problematic desire
I'm just a gun with the hire
Pop your skull and your tires
I want your feeling and everything in your fiber
Uh, uh, uh, uh

And I'm popping bubblegum
Yeah, I feel you on my tongue
Lick across the clip of my gun
Am I, am I in love
Or am I off the drugs?
Your girl say I fuck like a thug
She want kisses over blunts
Let the chains hit her face

Gunshots feel like a blade
Swerve the car, make me race
Suicide's a mistake
Snipers chill with barretts
Push you off of the edge

Throwing knife, like, pick your fight
Pussy boy, I wanna see my bride
I feel like Xzibit 'cause I pimp my ride
Yeah, bitch, just want you to pick up your side
Thoughts contrived, yeah, baby
I can never do right in your mind
It's just so hard to stay attached to this world

Love you like matter
MP5 like scatter
Blunts just leaves me staggered
Got 12 on me
Won't let me be
Got gummy worms stuck in my teeth
I seen her face, I'm that OG
Grapple tape on my SMG
Talk, talk, talk but you won't beat me

Cover fire
I need a rumor
I'm just cooler

All right, IG
I had a, had a hard workout today but
I'll see y'all later
What's up, boy?
(Pop, pop, pop, pop)
(Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)
(Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)
(Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)