Poison

[Intro]
Ugh
([L-L-Liney?])

[Chorus]
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy
Need some antidotes, need some antidotes, ayy
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy
She my poison and I need some antidotes, ayy

[Verse 1]
It's Lox
She my poison (Yeah), got my veins so frozen (Woah)
Need my potion (Potion), made me start convulsing, yup (Brr)
She prolly gonna kill me but I need it (But I need it)
Might as well have been a millimeter (.45)
Prolly be the one that send me to the reaper
Got me so sick like puffin' on aеther
It would have been a bettеr situation if I never (Never)
Stepped into the same room as her when I met her
She ruined me (Yeah), then I built up an immunity
Then she took over my shit like mutiny (Yeah)
She my poison (Poison), got my vein so frozen, yeah
Need my potion (Potion), made me start convulsing, yeah (Brr)
She my venom, the one I wanna swim in, yeah (Splash)
No lie, so high, no pretending like (Ugh)

[Chorus]
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though, ugh
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy
Need some antidotes, need some antidotes, ayy (Antidotes)
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy
She my poison and I need some antidotes, ayy (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Poison kicking in, got my stomach sick again (Blagh)
Antihistamines mixed with nitroglycerin
Now I'm sinkin' in, I can feel the itch again
Hit me with the poison in my skin like an EpiPen, uh (Ooh)
I know that she bad for me, bad for me (She bad for me)
But I still wanna eat it though, still wanna eat it though
She ain't want a pizza but still wanna ride around with it in my vehicle (Skrrt, skrrt)
And I got it in my trunk though, trunk though (Yeah, what's that?)
Yeah, I know you can smell it in the front though (Uh-huh, yeah)
Anybody wanna touch though? Yeah, wait, hold up
I just gotta get it in my blood flow (Ah)

[Chorus]
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though
I can't feel my pulse, I'ma need my antidote
She my poison, she my poison, I'm an addict though, ugh
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy
Need some antidotes, need some antidotes, ayy (Facts)
I can't feel my pulse, I can't feel my pulse, ayy (Ah)
She my poison and I need some antidotes, ayy

[Outro]
Where's my pulse?
Antidotes
Where's my pulse?
Antidotes
Now, there really isn't anything radically wrong
With being sick, or with dying
Who said you're supposed to survive?
Who gave you the idea that it's a gas to go on and on and on?