Sweet color fruit

Thinkin bout you

Dreamin bout us in a coupe

Sweet color like some fruit

Hey baby hey baby why don’t you come through

Don’t hit me with the bad news

Cuz You haven’t been answering my calls

Demons holdin my throat like a noose

I’m scrambling tryna find my doom

I’m trippin but not off the shrooms

Not carti I love you I hate you

I would’ve died for you

But girls don’t care about that

She no celebrity but I was her fan

Can’t believe she loves her new man

Cuz she ain’t say it to me

No more crying I’m too high to breath

You used to sex talk now you ignorin me

You said you loved him now I see you hurting

He left you same as you did to me

Everyone hell to me

I’m antisocial

Everyone so predictable

Thinkin bout you

Dreamin bout us in a coupe

Sweet color like some fruit

Hey baby hey baby why don’t you come through

Hey baby hey baby why don’t you come through

Hey baby hey baby why don’t you come through

Thinkin bout you

Dreamin bout us in a coupe

Sweet color like some fruit