Savage Ga$p, Kamaara, $werve - flowers by her grave

(She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex) She think I'm- She think I'm- She think I'm- Uh, she think I'm cute, she wanna have sex (damn) How many bitches can fit up in my Tesla? Your bitch, I think, is the answer to that question My ex drunk texting, leave her on read like Damn, let her rest in peace Leave my heart with the rest of me I got one text left in me Send her flower emojis, you're dead to me And it hurt, we were falling in love in October You want closure, call when you're sober A ghost in the phone, you're cold but I'm colder Collecting their souls to fill the holes, you left me! Wait a second, these hoes not ready Poppin' out the back of an all-black Chevy Right left, right left, swing the blade both ways Thought I told you, "Listen pussy, you can't keep at my pace" Like uh I said it's over, baby 'Cause you poisoned my soul and there's no debating Like a kiss from a rose, our doom was fated Old relations grow complacent, I hate it But how could you hate me, but need me gravely? You would fade into grey when the rain was breaking In the face of a change, you would fake to snake me You belong to the streets, you don't need no AP (He cold, she belongs to the streets!) Come on baby, please don't be such a tease I'm tryna calculate exactly how you got in them jeans Don't bring him to the party, whole gang on the scene Got his dome in sight (kon) Dead in a blink Running for your life, black dress, blood oozing Heart fade to black, drove a stake right through it Got an urn full of souls of all the lives you ruined Carve it in her tombstone "Bitch, you blew it!" (Well that's not very haunted house of you, now is it?) She think I'm- She think I'm- She think I'm- (Revenge!) She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex (damn) How many bitches can fit up in my Tesla? Your bitch, I think, is the answer to that question My ex drunk texting, leave her on read like Damn, let her in peace Leave my heart with the rest of me I got one text left in me Send her flower emojis, you're- She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex (damn) How many bitches can fit up in my Tesla? Your bitch, I think, is the answer to that question My ex drunk texting, leave her on read like Damn, let her in peace Leave my heart with the rest of me I got one text left in me Send her flower emojis, you're dead to me