Lyrics: Yung Honi
Music: Yung Honi/Adam Berntsson
I told her throw away the cocaine
And all this liquor make her throat pain
She told me drugs would make her okay
But she still high up on the propane
And yeah she really tryna focus
Cannot cope it
Yeah She’s high with the locusts
All in her sin
Told her girl I can help this
Cannot fake bliss
I said it’s all I can do I insist
No I don’t need another favour
She said she “I’m ready for the grave” yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her
And yeah she really tryna focus
Cannot cope it
Yeah She’s high with the locusts
All in her sin
Told her girl I can help this
Cannot fake bliss
I said it’s all I can do I insist
She’s in a place
Where putting powder to faces
Ain’t a beautiful thing to see
And smelling for fragrance
Ain’t a powerful statement
It’s a way to be hating
And yeah she really tryna focus
Cannot cope it
Yeah She’s high with the locusts
All in her sin
Told her girl I can help this
Cannot fake bliss
I said it’s all I can do I insist
No I don’t need another favour
She said she “I’m ready for the grave” yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her
And yeah she really tryna focus
Cannot cope it
Yeah She’s high with the locusts
All in her sin
Told her girl I can help this
Cannot fake bliss
I said it’s all I can do I insist
No I don’t need another favour
She said she “I’m ready for the grave” yeah
And no one coulda saved her
None coulda saved her