Make up on my sweatshirt Your clothes up on my floor Mascara lines are measured By scars we had before, yeah You told me that I'm crazy, maybe I'm living in a daydream, daydream yeah I just wanna put ice on your wrist I just wanna be down for a bitch who's down for me Hop up in the whip go down on me I know your daddy rich 'cause your tears Versace Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me Make up smearing down your face Poison lips I love the taste I can't get you out my brain Gucci lipstick bloodstain I wish I didn't notice every single switch up in energy Little change in tone yeah I let that shit get to me And my smarter half is saying that I better just let it be But my brain just keeps on racing like I'm taking amphetamines Smoking right down to the cigarette butt Burn through the filter no I don't give a fuck Inhale taking all the poison in my lungs Pop a couple addys thinking what have I become, yah Make up on my sweatshirt Your clothes up on my floor Mascara lines are measured By scars we had before, yeah You told me that I'm crazy, maybe I'm living in a daydream, daydream yeah I just wanna put ice on your wrist I just wanna be down for a bitch who's down for me Hop up in the whip go down on me I know your daddy rich 'cause your tears Versace Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me Gucci lipstick and it's all up on me