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[Chorus]
I just woke up and I threw up 'cause I'm so sick of love (So sick)
Put it on my plate, she my entrée, I'm just gon' eat it up (Gon' eat it up)
We off the grid so I can't tell you what we really on (What we really on)
Even though they talk behind my back, I turn my city on (Turn my city on)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, what is love? (Love)
I'm talkin' 'bout that feeling that you feel when you wake up (You wake up)
My heart so chilly, bitch, I might just need a hug (Need a hug)
Only talk what I really know (What I really know)
Outta town with a city ho (With a city ho)
Last ho can't see me though (Can't see me)
She watch my videos
She just tryna get the feeling (Get the feeling)
I'm no help so I guess I'll play the villain (Villain)
I risked it all for lust (Lust), risked it, all that trust (Trust)

[Chorus]
I just woke up and I threw up 'cause I'm so sick of love (So sick)
Put it on my plate, she my entrée, I'm just gon' eat it up
We off the grid so I can't tell you what we really on (Really on)
Even though they talk behind my back, I turn my city on (Turn my city on)

[Verse 2]
I fuck her hard, I don't wanna hear no silence (No silence)
Window open so we always hear these sirens (Sirens)
I took her from her old nigga, I'm a pirate (Pirate, pirate)
I'm so used to playin' two like I'm Kyrie
I fucked that pussy so damn good, I done got cocky (Cocky)
I told her, "I'm tryna see money, fuck my eyelids" (My eyelids)
I can't complain 'cause if you worked you would've got it (You would've got it)
You worried 'bout followers, lil' nigga, what 'bout profits? (What 'bout profits?)
She said she so closed on these niggas, I'm a locksmith (I'm a locksmith)
The way I talk to her lil' body, I'm her conscious (Her conscious)
How-how'd you feel about me, baby? Just be honest (Be honest)
How do I stay so clean but my cup stayin' toxic? (Toxic, toxic)

[Bridge]
I cannot lie, sometimes I feel alone (I feel alone)
Everybody said that-that they need me, I don't feel 'em, though (I don't feel 'em)
I roll this blunt and pour this cup and I can't see no more (Can't see no more)
I wear Versace but don't look 'cause you will turn to stone (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I just woke up and I threw up 'cause I'm so sick of love (I'm so sick)
Put it on my plate, she my entrée, I'm just gon' eat it up (What we really on)
We off the grid so I can't tell you what we really on (Really on)
Even though they talk behind my back, I turn my city on (Turn my city on)

[Outro]
Yeah, turn my city on
Yeah, turn my city on
Fuck 'round, turn my city on

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