Carolesdaughter - Brat

I'm pourin' up (I'm pourin' up)
Molly in my drink, I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
But I'm knocking' the key, it's a rush (it's a rush)
When you're begging at my knees, not your friend

You paid me for a feat
I'm breathin' in noz, make my head knot
I fed tweek pressed pills to your thot, thot
Now she in my lap, in my crib watching rom coms

Blowin' kisses out the window
Off a bean, I'm talking pinto
Holy water spit me out
So I guess I'm stuck in limes

I'm soft on the inside
I don't like to yell, I just cry
I look to be held on those cold nights
On those cold nights

I'm soft on the inside
I don't like to yell, I just cry
I look to be held on those cold nights
I like pretty things in my eyes
It'll break my heart when you die

Pourin' up (pourin' up)
Roofie in my cup, what a drug
Are you done crawling back (crawling back)
When you said you had enough, want me back (so bad)
When you see what I become, I cannot give you shit
I do not do fronts, get off my dick or I'll find another plug