​flowers by her grave

[Intro: Savage Ga$p, Sample]
Woah, hey
She think I'm cute, she wanna have sex
She think I'm—
She think I'm—
She think I'm—

[Chorus: Savage Ga$p]
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 hеr flower emojis, you’re dеad to me

[Bridge: Savage Ga$p KAMAARA]
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
Popping out the back of a 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

[Verse 1: Savage Ga$p]
Like, uh, I said, "It’s over, baby"
'Cause you poisoned my soul and there’s no debating
Like a kiss from 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

[Verse 2: KAMAARA]
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 a urn full of souls of all the lives you ruined
Carve it in her tombstone, bitch, you blew it (Hey!)
Well, that's not very haunted house of you now, is it?
Uhh uhh
Hey, where's Kamada? Apparently Kamada's done something good
[unidentified Chainsaw Man sample]

[Chorus: Savage Ga$p, with KAMAARA]
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 rest 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 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