I Put Makeup On My Heart

[Chorus]
He gon' pass the reefer
Smokin' on this za, oh my god, he so high on me (He so high on me)
I got problems I, on my mama, swear my heart is bleedin'
I take percs in peace, I'm not proud, I'm just being honest (I'm just being honest)
You went cheap, yeah on me, didn't keep your promise (Didn't keep your promise)
No these drugs ain't cheap, I be ballin', like the Houston Rockets
I can't fall asleep, with the pills, yeah they're in my pockets
I try counting sheep on the ceiling
(Sex and drugs, and)
(Sex and drugs, and)

[Post Chorus]
I drink Hennessy, on thе ceiling, thinkin' 'bout ways to die
Bitch this is a perc, not no xan, don't confusе my high
I'm like who's that boy, who's that man, why'd you choose a liar
And I brought my drugs, in a purse, shits not legal here
Shout out to my brother [?], he don't care I'm queer
Margiela on the top, on my chain, piercings on my ear
Piercings on my face, on my tongue, look you in the mirror

[Verse 1]
Pulled up to LA and I fuck, on a private teacher
Boy you hang with lames, I'll cut you off, promise I don't need you
Bro you broke my heart, what the fuck, why the hell you cheated?
Yeah you said you love me, I don't know, baby ion believe it
Smokin' on the gas, love is pain, got me heavy-heaving
Ch-chokin' on the gas, love this pain, you can't beat this feelin'
You can't beat this feelin'

[Verse 2]
I put makeup on my heart, I put makeup on my bitches and I'm rockin push to start
Driving fast straight to the ridges, with my niggas smoking carts
I can tell by how he itches for the drugs, I kick him start-
But these fake niggas that kick it with me hate up in the dark
You got no room to do business with me, nigga what the fuck
I got- I got shooters with me, they shoot from afar (They shoot from afar)

[Chorus]
He gon' pass the reefer
Smokin' on this za, oh my god, he so high on me (He so high on me)
I got problems I, on my mama, swear my heart is bleedin'
I take percs in peace, I'm not proud, I'm just being honest (I'm just being honest)
You went cheap, yeah on me, didn't keep your promise (Didn't keep your promise)
No these drugs ain't cheap, I be ballin', like the Houston Rockets
I can't fall asleep, with the pills, yeah they're in my pockets
I try counting sheep on the ceiling
(Sex and drugs, and)
(Sex and drugs, and)

[Post Chorus]
I drink Hennessy, on the ceiling, thinkin' 'bout ways to die
Bitch this is a perc, not no xan, don't confuse my high
I'm like who's that boy, who's that man, why'd you choose a liar
And I brought my drugs, in a purse, shits not legal here
Shout out to my brother [?], he don't care I'm queer
Margiela on the top, on my chain, piercings on my ear
Piercings on my face, on my tongue, look you in the mirror