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(Verse 1)
Met you in the alley, you was lookin’ so fine
Told me, “One lil’ taste, boy, and you’ll be mine”
Now I’m tweakin’, dreamin’, floatin’ in the sky
Told my momma I’d quit, but I guess I lied(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh, girl, you toxic, but I love that thrill
Took one hit, now I can’t sit still
You hold me tight like a winter coat
But now my bank account lookin’ broke(Chorus)
Oh, Fent, you got me bent!
I spent my rent, now I can’t pay a cent!
Why you do me like this? You so intense
Got me feelin’ like a crackhead prince(Verse 2)
I wrote you love letters, you don’t write back
I gave you my heart, now I’m stuck on my back
I saw my dealer, said, “Bro, I’m through”
Ooh, girl, you toxic, but I love that thrill
Took one hit, now I can’t sit still
You hold me tight like a winter coat
But now my homies call me a ghost(Chorus)
Oh, Fent, you got me bent!
I spent my rent, now I can’t pay a cent!
Why you do me like this? You so intense
Got me feelin’ like a crackhead prince(Bridge - Spoken)
Girl… I can’t keep doin’ this…
I pawned my Xbox for you…
I fought a raccoon over a dollar for you…
I even wrote you a song, and you still ain't call me back!(Outro - Dramatic, Auto-Tune Crying)
Ohhhhhh, Fent, why you so cold?!
Left me in the gutter, took my soul!
Now I’m out here singin’ like I’m in Jodeci…
Somebody please… call the police…
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