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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Hill
Songwriter
Turran Coleman
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
[Verse 2]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
[Verse 3]
She just fucked up my heart
And then broke it down into pieces
I'm losing the air that I'm breathing
And you did me so wrong for no reason
You can't have my love
Been smoking them drugs
'Cause you is the drug
You got me fucked up
[Verse 4]
'Cause I need somebody to get over you (To get over you)
Through the good times and the bad times, I was there for you
How can you stand the rain? My heart just filled in pain
Even though you did me wrong, you was the one to blame
Been playing all them games, been messing with them lames
Plus, every time we leave, it just don't feel the same
[Verse 5]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
[Verse 6]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
[Verse 7]
Dump love turned me to a savage
Remember times you was on my mind, but that can't happen
I remember times you's on the grind, swervin' through traffic
Yeah, we outside, me and bro sought automatics
We voted, we got the beep so dem we know miss
We want it, yeah, me and Santo, we their coldest
Pound after pound, that's round after round
My **** go shot 'em down and we don't make a sound
'Cause we be on it, baby girl, your body looks so perfect
Girl, I know you want it if you want it
Girl, you'd be on it up in the morning
So I'm mourning, yeah
[Verse 8]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
[Verse 9]
Fucked up, yeah, I'm not your average
You did me wrong and then you turned me to a savage
Got a bad bitch, I fucked her on a mattress
I wrote the letter, told her why you cannot have this, yeah
Written by: Nicholas Hill, Turran Coleman