Cute Like Aspen (Official Video)
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Uh, uh
Huh, huh, huh
Huh (these niggas ain't fuckin' with me, gang)
Yeah, I was on pain relievers
Cuttin' my wrists 'cause I was just tryna feel somethin'
Girl, you know I don't even buy you that type of shit
So, where you get them heels from
I would hate to go public with how I feel
And you try to make me feel dumb
Yeah, I hate a broke-ass nigga always talkin' shit
Keep swearin' he gon' kill somethin'
I done cried so many times, when I break down cryin'
Don't know where I got my tears from
Yeah, you know I love you, don't say you hate me
I'm bleedin' from my eardrum (uh)
Told her I was fastin', came home sedatะตd
She like, "Wherะต you get the pills from?"
Yeah, had a talk with my brother, he told me to chill
No, I don't care if it's the real one
I know a pretty girl, cute like Aspen
She stay down, get her Cartier
Told me if I love her, tell her that I do, I said, "I swear"
She asked me to stop drugs, but I can't, I love 'em
Like Rick Ross ass and pears
She know I'm different from these other niggas
We can go make love in Paris
Percocets beatin' my body, I might OD
Tryna make sure our moments cherished
Reminiscin' 'bout the first time we met
Stomach spinnin' like a Ferris
Uh, we went on a date, I passed out on pills
Now I'm embarrassed (fuck, now I'm embarrassed)
I'll buy you anythin', clothes and jewelry
But, no, not Claire's
I'm gettin' drunk, fallin' down the stairs
Girl, I gave my all, but you ain't care (bitch, you ain't care)
Girl, you my bitch, so I'm gon' share
When I get paid, pay for your hair
I know a nigga who against prayers
His ass hear, "Church" and he get scared
And I'm knowin' my pain real
So, I put it on my sleeve and I wear it
Yeah, girl, you know we just alike
Think you the one like Derrick
I was in my feelings, madder than a bitch
Girl, don't even check that message
Uh, she wanna come and see me
She know I'm lyin', I never told her nothin'
I know depression hard, tryna do what you love
And you don't even got no effort
She my anecdote, bitch so bad
Can't tell her no (can't tell her no)
All these faces I keep seein' on stage
Wanna see yours at my show
Mama told me she hate that I throw back pills
She said she hope I choke
I wrote names down, everybody did me bad
Tryna get 'em gone like Death Note
Yeah, I was on pain relievers, cuttin' my wrists
'Cause I was just tryna feel somethin'
Girl, you know I don't even buy you that type of shit
So, where you get them heels from?
I would hate to go public with how I feel
And you try to make me feel dumb
Yeah, I hate a broke-ass nigga always talkin' shit
Keep swearin' he gon' kill somethin'
I done cried so many times, when I break down cryin'
Don't know where I got my tears from
Yeah, you know I love you, don't say you hate me
I'm bleedin' from my eardrum
Told her I was fastin', came home sedated
She like, "Where you get the pills from?"
Yeah, had a talk with my brother, he told me to chill
No, I don't care if it's the real one
Uh, uh, uh, uh