Oh Lord, oh Lord, please come and save me
Come avenge my life
So sorry, bitch, but God can't hear you
He is deaf tonight!
Eyes stay bloodshot (okay?)
Both on Fetty Wap (yuh)
Let them roll back, while them drugs do they job, huh
Same motherfuckers thinkin' that they still hot
Be the same motherfuckers I can't see at the top
Six double six 'til my crucifix, diagnosed a lunatic
Blood on me, no need to rinse
Been dead for years, no need to slit
Suboxone strips, so I don't slip, but all my cravings still exist, shit
Sometimes I just need that fix, sometimes I just need that drip
Voices say, "You need that bitch"
Convinced I'm meant to die with it
Scripts stay piled up with my sins
Sniffin' them pills, all I feel is bliss
Fallin' from a cliff, no savin' $lick
Fate laid out, no changin' it, found my peace, acceptin' it
I am my own apocalypse
Oh Lord, oh Lord, please come and save me
Come avenge my life
So sorry, bitch, but God can't hear you
Aye, aye, aye, yeah, uh-
He is deaf tonight!
Digital villain, the sin of the internet
Your Wi-Fi password is incorrect, throw up the set
G59 in full effect, cigarette smoke silhouette
Me and $lick $loth in the trunk of the 'Vette
With Pouya in the front, headed straight for the check, ayy
Stains on the blades, no, it ain't wet paint
It's your favorite fucking rapper's brains on the pavement, ayy yuh!
Typical drug addict, fictional love at it's finest
I'm pissing away my whole life
And it's fine because Ruby da Cherry is physical
I'm just a piece of shit trying to shine
Ignorant swine, what a pitiful try
Bitch, I'm ripping out spines, $outh $ide $uicide
Siftin' through pine just so I can get high one more time
Let me shout, "I'm high 'till I die!"
Loced out, loced out
Triple, triple, triple six
Loced out, loced out
Triple, triple, triple six
Loced out, loced out
Triple, triple, triple six
Loced out, loced out
Triple, triple, triple six
