​crutch Drippin So Pretty

[Intro]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh

[Chorus]
I feel so fucked up, ever since I died I can't show no love
I just made you sick, I'm throwing racks, you boutta throw up
I got that Prada on, I'm proud of you
I'm fucking with her, I like her attitude

[Verse]
On that vamp shit, I'm so bloodied up
Got them big guns, now it's dangerous
I pop your shit like a 7Up
If you dead broke, you can't hang with us
In the night time I be waking up
Got her locked in, I'm her favorite drug

[Post-Chorus]
Favorite drug, favorite lust
But I think that's just enough
Just enough to feel stuck
Out the mud but now I'm up
Please don't run, please don't jump
I can save you, drink my blood
I can save you from the flood
Lean on me just like a crutch