Lirik
This poison make my veins stick out my skin
What kills me is the circle that I'm with
I don't speak, just so you couldn't wish
I wish to get up on my business
I wonder what it is that you're on
In front of me is nothing but fog
I'm here for a sec, then I'm gone
This cunt thinkin' that he know it all
You don't know anything at all
I hear you hiss, and I see you crawlin'
I hear you hiss, and I see you crawlin'
(I don't like you)
(I don't like you, bitch)
What would it be?
What would it be?
What would it be?
What would it be?
Another day of scrappin' many songs
They say, "Bro deleted so much sauce"
90 percent of my disc is trash
How do you even listen to my shit ass?
Should I just keep this one in the vault
Or should I just firm it on the alt?
I guess you'll never know just where you'll see this
Maybe someone's gonna leak it
Written by: logan
