Quick five Lyrics
[Intro]
No one really put enough work this season
Cold wind woes my toes been freezing
Midnight meeting all these demons
Round me I feel like a heathen
Blood keep flowing
Mouth keep bleeding
Words keep spilling out her mouth you shouldn't trust her in the evening
[Hook]
Shawty got too fucked now everybody know about my secrets
Everybody seen my demons
Nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
48 in the home im fiending
Quick 5 get em in they feelings
Quick five
[Verse 1]
Tongue tied
Talking bout my life more than me and it's mine
When they can't start that wave they hop onto mine
Hit me directly they text me expect a reply
Bitch wouldn't you press me with your eyes directly on mine
Aggressive voice game set match
I just might bring that back
How fucking hard I gotta go
To stop them from sending guitar beat packs
How hard the track gotta slap
To stop you from calling me sad
How much I gotta evolve
At this point I swear I'd avoid ultra balls
Chill out a bit
When you get speaking I'm dodging the spit
Allergic to lying I'm dodging that shit
Marijuana scent is filling the whip
Alchohol bring out the deepest of feelings
Truth is brought out by Bacardi and shit
She getting sloshed it start with a sip
But
[Hook]
Shawty got too fucked now everybody know about my secrets
Everybody seen my demons
Nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
48 in the home I'm fiending
Quick 5 get em in they feelings
Quick five
Quick five
[Verse 2]
Chilling with the guys
I'm fried
Biscket side
Too high
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Fall back down from the sky
4:20 free fall
Like Felix
Shooter got steel like steelix
Pressure make you crack need heals need blistex
Picking out bros who gotta go
Cleaning team like windex
Baby whats good with me
Hate don't get through to me
Bad bitch from a movie scene
Fendi belt flossed up casually
This life is new to me
This petty bullshit is old to me
Eat pussy like grocerys
What more do you want from me
I don't ever cry real tears
I don't ever cry fake tears
Way back in the stc
With old me crushing out blunts with the peers
Getty way down by Sherbourne
Cashed down on Henny let's reach it
Bad bitch 5 shots she leaning
Looks like
[Hook]
Shawty got too fucked now everybody know about my secrets
Everybody seen my demons
Nobody real to me now
Every word got double meanings
That just not how I'm coming
Lost too many friends in a weekend
48 in the home I'm fiending
Quick 5 get em in they feelings
Quick five
