Warm Hit Video (MV)

I've been counting bands
I've been losing friends
Can you hold my hand
Mmm, hold my hand
And the frozen
Out on both wrists
I'm the chosen
I'm the culprit

I'm the culprit
I'm a victim
I'm the murderer
Of the system
12 bars in
And now this one's
Like a warm hit
Bitch, I need one

Bitch, I need you, yea, to hold it down
When I see you, yea, it's going down
Bitch I bleed through, yea, just look around
Can't believe you
God damn

I'm in this bitch and I'm killin' it, flow to ceiling the way I be holding it down
I know you don't wanna feel it but baby it's realest whenever you is not around
Look in your eyes and I feel it but you do not feel it so why is you kidding
You stealing my vision like it is your mission
Girl why is you dissing
I thought I been told ya' that I do not like that shit

They ask if I'm bout it I tell em that I always fight that shit
Pull up on you and we fight type shit
I do not want to delight type shit
Already thought I been told you that I am not folding so why do you lie like this
Hannah Montana in vegas the way she be shakin' her ass tryna pipe that bitch

But I think that I'm growing attachments
You was way better than last bitch
Tryna read you like a caption
Betting on you like in investing

Feel like a facts list
I'm not the type to go cap shit
Oh, oh, oh

Think I'm loving you
Since the first time I saw you
Been hoping that it was true
I've been up all night thinking about you wanna love on you
I've been hoping that you have, too
You don't want love all night? oh cool
You just want f*ck all night? oh cool!
I love you and that's the truth yeah

Take you out
And go stupid
Take you out
To the Cubans
Or Havana
Wit cabanas
To Nebraska
Or Alaska
Lemme ask ya'
Is it true
Do you love me like I love you?
Do you trust me like I trust you?
Now I'm running from the truth