Make Me Die
Oh I can’t scratch this off my mind
Cause I love listening to you
I fell asleep last Sunday night
And if I can relive that moment
I just might
And it’s fairly likely you would make me cry
Oh it’s fairly likely you would make me cry
(Ahhhh)
(Ohhhh)
Yeah
Spent my rent on Saint Laurent and Casamigos
Yeah
Rather get high at the crib, smoke blunts with all my amigos (oh oh oh)
Sun in my face
I can’t see shit
Why do you gotta act like such a damn bitch
Say words you don’t mean
Girl I know
Oh it’s fairly likely you would make me die
(Ohhhh)
Yeah
You might make me die
Yeah
You might make me die
Make me die, make me die
Make me die, make me die
(Ohhhh)