It's Over (feat. Lil Uzi Vert, XXXTENTACION, Lil Peep, Trippie Redd)

She tells me that I'm goin' through the motions

'Cause I ain't ever showin' no emotions

Ayy, I tell her, "It's over, it's over"

I done glowed up, I done growed up

I'm goin' through the motions

She hate it when I'm goin' through the motions

I said, "It's over, it's over, it's over"

She's on my phonе lookin' for closure

I hate when I'm goin' through thе motions

I put my bitch in double G

Got the game on lock, baby, and I don't need a key

Nobu, Nobu, Nobu, I ain't talking Halo Reach

Pussy nigga said somethin', I ain't heard a peep

All them niggas is deceased

Boy don't want no smoke 'cause we stay up in the streets

Your bitch lovin' my bed, she just stay up in my sheets

On the turf with bae, you know I keep the cleats

Yeah, yeah, My bitch look like Mona Lis'

Diamonds dancin' on my wrist and on my fuckin' teeth

I just popped an Addy, baby, now I feel complete

She say I'm acting like a fiend, baby, I think I'm a beast

Callin', shawty callin', why you call girl?

She can't understand me, she a fan girl

Big bands, gettin' big bands

But it come with a whole lotta bullshit

Tracy keep a full clip

She tell me that I'm goin' through the motions

'Cause I ain't ever showin' no emotions

Ayy, I tell her, "It's over, it's over"

I done glowed up, I done growed up

I'm goin' through the motions

She hate it when I'm goin' through the motions

I said, "It's over, it's over, it's over"

She's on my phone lookin' for closure

Paint shine like I sprayed with that oil sheen (Woo)

I count up my vegetables

Cause you know Imma just keep it a bean

I 'member I fucked that bitch on the vestibule

That was way back when I was in my teens

I could put a motherfuckin lil lil check on you

That shit prolly be like 15

Thousand yeah a nigga, so fresh, so clean

Yeah, hit my block, get the best of me

Yeah, my dough-nuts like Krispy Kreme

Got a vest on me, it's a tec on me

And I didn't even mean to talk 'bout no lean

And wire on my head a HOV

Got thousands on my wrist and this shit ain't cheap

This a grown man truck, this is not no jeep

I might be insane, yeah

But I love the pain, yeah

Feel it in the brain, yeah-ahh

Realize she just want me hit it right

'Cause I get 'em goin' right