NHL

Yeah, yeah
Tommy season
(You know the vibes)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Tundra Beats
([?])

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs (Yeah)
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowing up the plug (Mm)
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (Yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (Filling up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (Yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (Oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (Nothing new to me) whoa
Tryna get away from my city and the drugs (Yeah)
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowing up the plug (Mm)
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (Yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (Fill it up, whoa)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (How you tell?)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (Hey)
This ain't nothing new to me, (Ay) and my jewelry, (Oh) whoa

She got the nerve to ask me, "Does it hurt?"
Ferragamo, about to cop the brown and black reverse
I might pour a couple pints, she gon' pop a couple percs
And I'm scared of coming down, but drugs they had me feeling worse
Like I'm turning out the mark, in my life I think like I'm cursed
[?] I just hit my soul, I'm finna hurt me
She just found a blunt, her hands are dusted with some perc
And her brand new IG while she wipe it on the shirt
Baby girl, I'm in the planets lemme feel the universe
Baby, you ain't got no pants, but I think I say I [?]
I got stripes up in my pants and I got monsters on my shirts (Tundra Beats)
Since my pocket's got my feelings all that's left for you to hurt (Yeah, yeah)

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowing up the plug (Mm)
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (Yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (Filling up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (Yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (Oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (Nothing new to me) whoa

Running from the past, like I'm in the NFL (Yeah)
Yeah, your secret safe with me, shorty I don't kiss and tell (I don't kiss and tell)
I don't got no cash on me, do you got a Xan, I'm doing none
Had a demon on my back, that's the reason I was running
Keep it on me all time, I don't never lack, bitch (Hey)
Running from the past now, (Yeah) running from my last bitch
Stunt on a hoe I don't need
I don't got time for it (Yeah)
Sliding in my Tom Fords
Pour another line for it
Like you when I'm slowed, but I know I shouldn't be
Blowing up my phone, (Ay) are you kidding me? (Kidding me)
Are you shitting me? (Yeah)
Ay, you shouldn't be (Oh-oh, whoa) (Tundra Beats)

Tryna get away from my city and the drugs
Said I'd never fold, now I'm blowing up the plug (Mm)
If I take another shot, probably tell her I'm in love (Yeah)
I don't feel enough, so I'm filling up my cup (Filling up my cup)
Say I got a dark side, shorty how you tell? (Yeah)
I been getting checks like I'm in the NHL (Oh)
This ain't nothing new to me, and my jewelry, (Nothing new to me) whoa

Yeah, blowing up the plug
Yeah, filling up the cup, how you tell?
Yeah, ay, oh, whoa