(Dirty sticks and dirty choppers)
I, been waiting on you, to come through, so whats the move, locked my heart up in bottle and I won’t let it out, he playin I’m gone pop em, yeah gone lay em down, late night searching for the oops, bitches don’t come around, it’s a ghost town we spinning, late night killing, I need healing, lately stuck in my feelings, i be tryna keep my distance just me and bro we reminiscing,
Say you love me, then show it — I’m done with the talkin’
Fuck that boy he talking catch em walking we off em
I pour pain in my cup, mix it with codeine
Tryna drown the dark emotions, these demons hauntin’ me, I gotta keep my heat
Dirty sticks ridin’ with me, pray I make it home
Demons lurkin’ in the dark, I can’t be alone
Every loss turn me savage, now my love gone, this ain’t no love song, I gotta make it home