album cover
sober shit
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór sober shit został wydany 5 grudnia 2025 przez sadboyhrs jako część albumu adventures in decline
album cover
Data wydania5 grudnia 2025
Wytwórniasadboyhrs
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM77

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sully
Sully
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dallyn Sullivan
Dallyn Sullivan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sully
Sully
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Got my finger on the trigger
Got my lungs all filled with dope
I got demons in my mental
And around my neck a rope
I been fucking all these bitches
I been saucing on these hoes
Keep a .40 on my hip
But it's my brain that imma blow
I get fucked up I get faded
I get put in all your playlists
Dope it got me feeling brainless
Shorty worried that I hate us
Don't know how long I can take it
I just wanna see you naked
Throw my feet up like I made it
Roll my weed up and I face it
Some of you pussies never got pussy and it shows (uh uh)
I take my weed right to the face and then I blow
All these hundreds got me thumbing up
All this Henney got me throwing up
This time next year I'll be blowing up
Hit rock bottom only going up
'Cause I ain't with that sober shit I gave it up
'Cause I ain't with that sober shit I gave it up
'Cause I ain't with that sober shit I gave it up
'Cause I ain't with that sober shit don't give a fuck
Got my finger on the trigger
Got my lungs all filled with dope
I got demons in my mental
And around my neck a rope
I been fucking all these bitches
I been saucing on these hoes
Keep a .40 on my hip
But it's my brain that imma blow
I get fucked up I get faded
I get put in all your playlists
Dope it got me feeling brainless
Shorty worried that I hate us
Don't know how long I can take it
I just wanna see you naked
Throw my feet up like I made it
Roll my weed up and I face it
Outer space I'm rolling up
My brain done turn to mummy dust
I sip the lean I pour it up no I'm not fucking high enough
This music is my healing place my mental health has gone to waste
Switch up my flow like it don't mean shit
Ain't know nothing better than a dopamine hit
Ice on Frozone
Wrist on rose gold
Bitch is homo (uh)
Secretly I hope I die but she like"no no"
This time next year I'll be dead or famous you know
Bitches on my dick and I might cum on her nose
Got my finger on the trigger
Got my lungs all filled with dope
I got demons in my mental
And around my neck a rope
I been fucking all these bitches
I been saucing on these hoes
Keep a .40 on my hip
But it's my brain that imma blow
I get fucked up I get faded
I get put in all your playlists
Dope it got me feeling brainless
Shorty worried that I hate us
Don't know how long I can take it
I just wanna see you naked
Throw my feet up like I made it
Roll my weed up and I face it
Written by: Dallyn Sullivan
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