Lyrics
1000 missed calls on my phone, yeah
Feeling overwhelmed by numerous attempts to communicate
Leave me alone, damn
Desire for solitude or space
Drank a little too much and now I’m gone, yeah
Consumed excessive alcohol leading to a state of mindlessness
Hit too close to home, damn
Triggered emotions too close to personal vulnerability
Baby is the devil, my heart in pieces
Characterization of the person as harmful or malevolent
She pushes the pedal to the metal, your heart goes and ceases
Actions causing severe emotional distress or heartache
Her love is like a venom but switch up like the seasons
Love portrayed as both poisonous and inconsistent
She toxic, look at the mess we made
Recognition of a detrimental relationship outcome
(Yea Yea, Yea Yea)
Repetition emphasizing acknowledgment of the negative situation
Baby, Look at the mess we made
-(Yea Yea, Yea Yea)
-Baby, Look at the mess we made
-Yeah her motives will leave you traumatized, yeah (Cap)
Warning about motives causing lasting emotional damage
All she sees is money different kind of goldeneye, yeah (Fax)
Focus on materialism, viewing everything through monetary value
Paranoia When I see blocked numbers on my line, yeah(Mm)
Feeling anxious or suspicious about hidden callers
Now I gotta stay posted up with a nine, yeah(Mm)
Sense of needing protection or readiness for defense
Obvious she has never been a silent type, no(No)
Highlighting the lack of communication or openness in the relationship
Every time I talk it always turns into a fight, yeah (Hoe)
Constant verbal conflicts leading to distress
Always end up screaming to the end of the night, yeah (Oh)
Continuous arguments and distress extending into the night
To get to sleep I always pour lean in my sprite, yeah (Oh)
Using substances to cope with the turmoil and induce sleep
Overdose
Suggesting a dangerous level of substance intake
Baby, I might comatose
Implication of a potential coma due to the situation
She always tries to play me, get the cameras let it roll aye
Requesting evidence of mistreatment through recording
Baby why you tryna take my wallet till im broke aye
Expressing financial exploitation within the relationship
Always tryna get some new things at the store aye
Consistent demands for material possessions
1000 missed calls on my phone, yeah
Repeated situation of overwhelming attempts to communicate
Leave me alone, damn
-Drank a little too much and now I’m gone, yeah
-Hit too close to home, damn
-Baby is the devil, my heart in pieces
Reiteration of the detrimental effect on the heart caused by the person
She push the pedal to the metal, your heart goes and ceases
Metaphorically describing actions leading to heartache
Her love is like a venom but switch up like the seasons
Comparing love to poison with unpredictable changes
She toxic, look at the mess we made
Reiteration of the acknowledgment of a harmful relationship outcome
(Yea Yea, Yea Yea)
Repetitive emphasis on the realization of a negative situation
Baby, Look at the mess we made
-(Yea Yea, Yea Yea)
-Baby, Look at the mess we made
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