[Intro]
Full of it today boy, haha
Cold, It's cold
Another one bites the dust
Another heart out with love
Another girl out to lust
I’m just another sad boy when I’m off the drugs

[Chorus]
Another one bites the dust
Another heart out with love
Another girl out to lust
I’m just another sad boy when I’m off the drugs
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love

[Verse 1]
I don't think your good enough to be an ex
Hope you cryin’ when you see me drivin’ in a x
If you wanna call I may respond with a text
Feel like Terry Crews bitch cause yeah I’m finna flex
Even though it hurts Imma still make the money go
Pull up on the scene, Knock em’ down (Huh), Dominos
Speaking of those bad hoes, I’ve got a few of those
Ay .40 give a n***a kiss mistletoe
Big homie told me I shouldn’t in the first place
You came in my life and shook it like an earthquake
Fuck your earthquake
I got a choppa that’ll make the fucking earth shake, yeah
Take pills, chase thrills
Fuck, fake shit, get real
What’s the haps? What’s the deal?
Shoot and craps, I’m gambling still
[Chorus]
Another one bites the dust
Another heart out with love
Another girl out to lust
I’m just another sad boy when I’m off the drugs
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love

[Verse 2]
In the studio gettin' high with the bros
Eyes get big when I see you're textin' my phone
Codependent, yeah, I hate being alone
And everyone knows
Now I got to deal with this rain again
The same rain that you made go away
Now I gotta deal with this heart-throbbin' pain again
The pain feel like it never go away
Girl, never say you can't forgive me for my mistakes
You do things to make me ache, but I love you so much
I'll wait
You're not a clout chaser, just a heartbreaker
Mind eraser, not real, you a faker
Watch me ball on you super hard, like a Laker
Watch me go back and fuck your friends, I'm a player
I don't wanna do it, but I may have to
I made a mistake when I came and I grabbed you
Cupid in the cut, he got the knife, he stabbed you
I should've picked it up and jabbed too
[Chorus]
Another one bites the dust
Another heart out with love
Another girl out to lust
I’m just another sad boy when I’m off the drugs
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love
I need an eighth of Wockhardt, that’s love
I need a pound of OG, that’s love