Pre-hook:/
I almost fell for your lies
Till I looked deep inside your eyes
I could feel it through our vibes
You no longer wanted to be mine
Hook:/
Stomach full of dead butterflies (x4)
Verse1:/
Shawty got me trippin
Got me pill poppin to kill the feelin
Bout to make me turn into a villain
Grab the suppressor from the dresser
And put another clip in
These drugs give me dark visions
They got me thinkin a little different
Makin quick split decisions to whether
I should kiss your throat or slit it
Got me feelin like ted bundy to these women
Let me get formal, imma act normal
Then imma f*ck you, then imma record it
Smash your head in, take you to the forest
Then imma f*ck you again act like it was nothin
Then imma nut on the butterflies in your stomach
Pre-hook:/
I almost fell for your lies
Till I looked deep inside your eyes
I could feel it through our vibes
You no longer wanted to be mine
Hook:/
Stomach full of dead butterflies (x4)