Lyrics

White wine sipping I got problems and they bite back Shoulders feeling heavy from weight Bitch I might crack Chase a fucking high I got a date Where the dope at Fuck around I think I'm gunna black, mixed the Prozac White wine sipping Full speed sprinting Background tripping Don't talk just listen Shadow boy twitching Mind go missing Fuck up kids we gun die young wishing I seen bodies on deck, got me fucked up I been washing the dead, that's my culture I ain't capping this shit, I am $LOTHBOI Authentic and bitch I got texts meant for last words I ain't capping, I'm broke bitch I'm laughing At memories tragic to deal with the manic Like I'm in panic, some damage I'm frantic Got memories static in my head I'm petrified White wine sipping Full speed sprinting Background tripping Don't talk just listen Shadow boy twitching Mind go missing Fuck up kids we gun die young wishing Rather be blind than be deaf Music magic Kill me if I lose my voice I got passion Weight in my words cuz you know I be bout it The panic, the manic, I feel so damn justified I got problems on deck Some tiny some big I'm too introverted to have all these friends I'm blessed in the end Got devilish trends And people that bumping my shit fuck a trend White wine sipping Full speed sprinting Background tripping Don't talk just listen Shadow boy twitching Mind go missing Fuck up kids we gun die young wishing I've been awake for a really long time Fucked up on red just to shut up my mind Wake up at 10 and that shit be PM Man I'm stuck in a cycle I ain't tryna end
Writer(s): Anthony Brach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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