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Henry William Schroeder
Henry William Schroeder
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Fucked up baby don't remember ya name Downin henny by the bottle cuz it help with the pain Fucked up baby i dont wanna be saved But im tired of the people they got nothin to say Last night whippin in the rain on the interstate Sippin ona forty i been driftin i dont feel a thing Green stacks higher than the moon seen the better days Back room takin hella shots i needa getaway Blacked out whip hit the addy wit another bitch Blowin up my phone im rollin up bouta let it rip Tapped out baby call it tired i dont give a shit Fallin thru my head i feel the darkness slowly creepin in Late night smokin ona pack ina limosine Poppin all the bottles i been thinkin bout the nicotine Bad bitch pullin up the addy wit a felony Livin in the moment i been dyin for the dopamine Fucked up baby don't remember ya name Drinkin henny by the bottle cuz it help with the pain Ducked up baby i dont wanna be saved But im tired of the people who got nothin to say
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