Make Me Die

Oh I can’t scratch this off my mind
Cause I love listening to you
I fell asleep last Sunday night
And if I can relive that moment
I just might
And it’s fairly likely you would make me cry
Oh it’s fairly likely you would make me cry

(Ahhhh)

(Ohhhh)

Yeah

Spent my rent on Saint Laurent and Casamigos
Yeah
Rather get high at the crib, smoke blunts with all my amigos (oh oh oh)
Sun in my face
I can’t see shit
Why do you gotta act like such a damn bitch
Say words you don’t mean
Girl I know

Oh it’s fairly likely you would make me die

(Ohhhh)

Yeah

You might make me die

Yeah

You might make me die

Make me die, make me die
Make me die, make me die

(Ohhhh)