[Intro: Zeina & Sewerperson]
I know you get frustrated
You want too much out of me
And I know you're hurting lately (JabariOnTheBeat)
Your friends are all against me
And I told you how it goes (Major, that's you?)
Before this got too deep
Yeah, alright, go
And you ask why I'm so cold
I'm just not what you need, no (*No way, Gramps*)

[Chorus: Sewerperson]
Brought the stoney in the club
It's thirty-plus, but damn, my heart cold
And I could make you mine, but first, you gotta be a side ho
Baby take time, she gon' hit me with the eye roll
We could fuck high, settle down with some Prosecco

[Verse: Sewerperson]
I got too high now, I'm talking with my eyes closed
Shit, I'm still alright, but I might use that as a scapegoat
Sipping all night, during day I keep my eyes low
Playing with my life, I think I need to talk to Geico
Twenty-one you prime, my baby girl, you need to let go
He not just a friend, he not a bro, he broke the guy code
She call me the chef, she give me bread, I get her baked, ho
I pull out my piece and then I shove it in her pie hole
I'm in here with Rezzy, Bari and Jah and Shah and Charles
I hit up Reserved to get 'em gone, he got 'em, vámonos
If he tryna smoke us, then we turn 'em to a Marlboro
Take one look at my neck, you'd think it's screaming out some "Cannonball!"
Uh, it's too bright in here, my baby, I'm tryna feel the vibe
I'm tryna get so fucked up, I can't tell if I'm alive
Rolling big blunts by the Hudson for the drive
You not tell me anything unless you—
[Chorus: Sewerperson]
Brought the stoney in the club
It's thirty-plus, but damn, my heart cold (Let's go)
I could make you mine, but first you gotta be a side ho
Baby take time, she gon' hit me with the eye roll
We could fuck high, settle down with some Prosecco