Lyrics

Twenty ounce lean cup Fuck love, I really need to re-up (Xtravulous) Fuck love and a twenty ounce lean cup Woah Backwoods and a twenty ounce lean cup Fuck love, I really need to re-up My skin is really itching your touch Heart broke, I never want real love Fuck girls, you truly aren't the one I cry wishing I could feel numb Might die knowing you will love none Love none Rest in paradise, die at 21 Call it suicide, I call it I'm done I can't even close my eyes, dial 9-1-1 I just fucking touch the sky now I'm dying off Dead, now I'm, dead, what's up with you? In my head all I hear is the voices too I keep talking but I swear she doesn't listen Sippin' purple, she thought it was some poison Backwoods and a twenty ounce lean cup Fucked up, I regret what I've done Fuck love, you'll love me on my come up My bad that I fucked you up Backwoods and a twenty ounce lean cup Fuck love, I really need to re-up My skin is really itching your touch Heart broke, I never want real love Fuck girls, you truly aren't the one I cry wishing I could feel numb Might die knowing you will love none Love none My bad that I fucked you up I'm sad, wish I could make it up I laugh, medication for yah Life's dead and I won't wake up My bad that I fucked you up I'm sad, wish I could make it up I laugh, medication for yah Life's dead and I won't wake up And I won't wake up And I won't wake up Might die knowing you will love none Love none
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Donald Ganim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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