Testo Poison - DC The Don

Testo della canzone Poison (DC The Don), tratta dall'album Poison

Love makes me sick
Shit, damn, it make me sick too
Only time you fiending for my love is when your rent due
I hate LA, and she like, "God damn, I hate this bitch too"
My diamonds talking, they like, "God damn, look what that bitch do"
She like, "Okay, Okay", you know I hate sleeping in this room, I'm tryna relocate, them are slow days
This mattress hurting my back, remind me of my old days, them throwaways
Head down, my mind spinning through the whole day
NASCAR, I keep on speeding, I got road rage
Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical, yeah (ooh)
And I'm not the only one, but girl, you left me skeptical, yeah
She's so insufferable, but high-key, we inseparable
But shit, I'd rather be miserable than leave, that's unacceptable, yeah
Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical, yeah
I think I took too many turns being too out of pocket, unloaded
And I'm drunk texting you again, it's all illegible
Yeah, but she say she a no-go
All them pictures in your mind, she said she cropped me out the photos
Goddamn, lil' baby, that's a low blow
Switched up on me, shit, on God, now look at Don, that boy got rose gold
Ain't that crazy, yeah, but shit, that's how it go though (yeah)
Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical, yeah, yeah (ooh, like it's medical, like it's medical)
And I'm not the only one, but girl, you left me skeptical (left me skeptical, so skeptical, yeah)
She's so insufferable, but high-key, we inseparable
But shit, I'd rather be miserable than leave, that's unacceptable (go)
Your love is poison, bae, I treat it like it's medical
She like, "Okay, okay, I see the purpose
Sometimes the shit I say be cutting deeper than the surface" (whoa, whoa)
I wrote all my curses down, I wrote 'em down in cursive
This double juice all in my body got me feeling nervous
But she say she a no-go (no-go, no-go, no, she say she a no -)
But that's my baby, I know that for sure (yeah, but she say she a no-go, no-go, whoa)
And it's priceless, but you sitting on it
And this shit comparable at all to what I been spending on it
See, I'm on the backstreet with my dawgs, shawty, I been waiting on it, like
I gave you the best shit that you love, let 'em keep hating on it, like, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Daijon Davis, Kevin Varol
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