.[Verse]
You got blood on your hands, how do you plead?
Boy, it's like treason how youâ
treatedâ
me
It's eight Mondaysâ
in a row (Row)
Nine days ofâ
the week (Week)
These tantrums been old (Old)
All bitter, no sweet
[Pre-Chorus]
You're killing my vibe.
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