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You wanna talk funky? And this bed's too big for me without you I doubt you'll ever feel the same I got a massive hole inside my heart Girl, it screams your stupid fuckin' name And you got me feelin' suicidal Might go surfing by myself And if a wave happens to pull me under I doubt I'll even scream for help No way Feelin' suicidal I should just probably kill myself And I'm feelin' suicidal Close my eyes and slit my wrist It might help How was it enough to put Louis V flashlights Dyin' on them bitches like a Louis print flashlight I was in my bag I was tryna get my cash right Always wanna spazz out I don't like to act right And I'm feelin' suicidal I don't pray to God I ain't never read the Bible Fuck that If you catch me on the bad day Down back, get the fuck out of my way And you got me feelin' suicidal Might go surfing by myself And if a wave happens to pull me under I doubt I'll even scream for help No way Feelin' suicidal I should just probably kill myself And I'm feelin' suicidal Close my eyes and slit my wrist It might help I don't even know how to take these drugs I ain't suicidal flexin' on my idols I was tellin' 'em all to walk a mile in my shoes But you can't just afford them (yeah) I did hell drugs 'cause we bought 'em ('cause we bought 'em) She bought Balenciaga (yeah) She don't got a father (eh) Hennessey on tip like it's water like it's aqua And I'm always suicidal for the shit I'm getting commonest Raised by streets only made 'cause of my mama And you got me feelin' suicidal Might go surfing by myself And if a wave happens to pull me under I doubt I'll even scream for help No way Feelin' suicidal I should just probably kill myself And I'm feelin' suicidal Close my eyes and slit my wrist It might help
Writer(s): Choppa Dunks, Harry Dunkley, Matthew Mervis, Max Fanali, Tommy Ice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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