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Yeah, fuck Whoah Me walking up the stairs and looking through my phone These messages I will never read them at all I tried the road But it got cold So I just slit my wrists, yeah Pussy boy watch your tone Lay me down where the wind goes up Light a fat blunt while the bitch gets pumped Sit right next to the cigarette cup Ash on my jeans and I'm in the head fucked Aight, bet See me get wrecked When I go to bed, covered in cold sweat Death wish Devilish grin Burial foolish Shed my own skin I'm taking the plunge, wow Taking your lunch, damn Taking whatever I want from the cunt Gimme, gimme Bitches and blunts Juicy, delicious that's what I'm about Gimme dope I smoke it all I'm choking on a bag of woe Gasoline to light me hoe Natural born a killer crow I rose from the water blunt puffing I'm down but these bitches ain't coming Ain't coming I came from the bottom got nothing I'm just trynna die fucking B. she bussin I'll rise out the crib From my death bed Fist gripped round the axe That's a death threat Motherfuckers from the hood Bout to find out I'm a dead motherfucker with Blackened lungs, screaming now Whoah Me walking up the stairs and looking through my phone These messages I will never read them at all I tried the road But it got cold So I just slit my wrists, yeah Pussy boy watch your tone I'll be in the murky water with the alligators Swarming all around me Like I'm Tommy from the Matrix Catch me sleep walking off a cliff That's called a glacier And Imma prolly have to fucking see you bitches later, uh Ahh Spider-man, spider web shot And it landed on my fucking kneecap Pull up in this bitch like Kermit the Frog She's sucking the glock I'm ducking like Bogg
Writer(s): Plamen Radoslavov Raev Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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