cigarettes

 

On my lips, the cigarette, she look pretty when she's upset

She look pretty off Percocet, evil people in my head

Evil people all around me, I think that they want me dead

Asking me, "What's wrong?", baby, I just need some rest

On my lips, the cigarette, she look pretty when she's upset

She look pretty off Percocet, evil people in my head

Evil people all around me, I think that they want me dead

Asking me, "What's wrong?", baby, I just need some rest

 

I've got angels, I've got demons, pretty looks are just deceiving

Only love me when I'm leaving, only miss me when she tweaking

I was crying in Chanel, I don't kiss and tell

808s and wedding bells, pretty girls end up in Hell

I don't think too much 'cause I might drink too much and spill my guts

Give a fuck about me when I was down on my luck

Now I'm up, I don't love you, but I love the rush

Shut my mouth 'cause she been saying that I talk too much

 

(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

(Shoutout Spyder and Skress, for real)

(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

 

On my lips, the cigarette, she look pretty when she's upset

She look pretty off Percocet, evil people in my head

Evil people all around me, I think that they want me dead

Asking me, "What's wrong?", baby, I just need some rest

On my lips, the cigarette, she look pretty when she's upset

She look pretty off Percocet, evil people in my head

Evil people all around me, I think that they want me dead

Asking me, "What's wrong?", baby, I just need some rest