And I don't want you to see me And I don't want you to know I just want you to feel my embrace Then I wait for the show And I don't care if you want me Sure, don't care if you don't I don't think you could fight my advances And I'm betting you wont I could be your savior I could be the moth to your flame I could be your rescue But tonight, I'll be your poison rain Oh, I'll be your poison rain I can't make you get angry Can't force you to be cool I just work my way in conversation And the rest is on you I could be your savior I could be the moth to your flame I could be your rescue But tonight, I'll be your poison rain I could be your savior And I could be the moth to your flame I could be your rescue But tonight, I'll be your poison rain Yeah tonight I'll be your poison rain Yeah tonight I'll be your poison rain

You will always be forgotten When you're in an empty room You will always call me darlin' When i push you down the stairs And i'll have relapses of your memory And it's getting awful bad Cause the money's in their eyes And it's in my tar stained heart When i come up to meet you Don't believe a word i say Cause i'll always be mistaken When i turn away and lie Honey i'll lie So let's sit down at the diner And salute to better days Cause till then the clock is ticking And the sound will drive us insane

Y-Y-Yung Lan on the track (Trauma Tone) She gon' suck me just like I'm a Slurpee She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban Finna go do a show in Milwaukee Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic Finna run to the bag, I be joggin' I'm in L.A., I re-up in Compton She only fuckin' with bosses She tryna hold my dick hostage All this drip on my body, be costly Keep a miniature .9 in my pocket I went overboard in my closet Hoop'n just like I be Dragic These niggas sweet, androgynous Me talk to 12, that's preposterous I just hope wifey come flood my wrist Went to Burberry's to style my bitch I was in the PJ's tryna get rich I was on camera, had to slap out a J Nigga told a bald-faced lie to my face Get your own drip, tryna ride my wave I just told Sonny let me get a temp fade Niggas try the circle, watch his ass get slayed House in Alpharetta and it come with a maid Performin' in your city with them sticks on stage Nigga tried to shoot me, but I only got grazed I can see your hate through the Cartier frame Shoot you in the mouth just say my name I ain't even done yet, shorty done came The pack beat me back, and it already came Independent nigga, I'ma stay in my lane (yeah-yeah) Ain't tryin' to associate with none of these lames (yeah-yeah) She gon' hit the crib and get naughty Only communicate with bosses Half a million dollar from exotic Sellin' this weddin' cake and lemon tree Rockin' red bottom Balenci's, burnin' on Gelato 33 Colt .45 with the lemon squeeze I can mail 'em to you for a shippin' fee, yeah She gon' suck me just like I'm a Slurpee She was sexy, I bought her a Birkin We gon' fuck, she gon' pull on my turban Finna go do a show in Milwaukee Bought a foreign from sellin' exotic Finna run to the bag, I be joggin' I'm in L.A., I re-up in Compton She only fuckin' with bosses She tryna hold my dick hostage All this drip on my body, be costly Keep a miniature .9 in my pocket I went overboard in my closet Hoop'n just like I be Dragic These niggas sweet, androgynous Me talk to 12, that's preposterous I just hope wifey come flood my wrist Went to Burberry's to style my bitch I was in the PJ's tryna get rich

Watch that... But it is hip though the way people dance now Ya know, you can just, It's called doin' whatever you want to do Just get up, the weed get to ya, just get up an just Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air Throw your arms in the air