I’m going to put you in a bodybag
b#tch I hate you and I’ll never come back
You faked everything we had
Thinking about our times and how you broke my heart
I always walk in the rain
Thinking how you loved me
b#tch you destroyed me
I prefer to be alone than being your f#cking puppet
The string that holds me up, please f#cking cut it
Hop up in my car Imma pull up in a Rolls Royce
No you can’t get in this sh#t it’s a two door
Never mess with me I’ll be like the kid from Ju-on
We’re the best in town, who the f#ck knows you bro?
Friends say thеy’ll be with you then stab you in the back (in thе back)
Never f#ck with me pretty quick I will get mad (yeah, yeah)
Always so high we go to the Moon and back (yeah)
I’m faded again, yeah, we cookin’ in the lab (lab)
Going up to Saturn Vivienne on my neck (on my neck)
Ricks on my feet we in Whole Lotta Red (what?)
Ed Hardy my jeans my drip makes her wet (what?)
She’s so freaky I tie her up with my belt (with my belt)
f#ck her in the back, yeah, she like that freaky sh#t, yeah
My hands on her neck I think that that b#tch stopped breathing
She a big thot, yeah, she rides me like a breeze, aye
Always have her screaming gimme some more please babe
I’m going to put you in a bodybag
b#tch I hate you and I’ll never come back
You faked everything we had
Thinking about our times and how you broke my heart
I always walk in the rain
Thinking how you loved me
b#tch you destroyed me
I prefer to be alone than being your f#cking puppet
The string that holds me up, please f#cking cut it
Balenci, Frendi, Prada I want that sh#t for me (yeah, for me)
Don’t talk to me b#tch I’m not your homie
I will Destroy you I’m always feeling Lonely
If you want me to spare you you gon have to owe me (yeah)
Pop another pill I think I’m about to black out (black out)
She want more of me cause she know I blow her back out (blow her back out)
They can never find me I’m always in the traphouse (crack)
If b#tches wanna fight me Imma have to bring the Glock out
Going up to Saturn Vivienne on my neck (on my neck)
Ricks on my feet we in Whole Lotta Red (what?)
Ed Hardy my jeans my drip makes her wet (what?)
She’s so freaky I tie her up with my belt (with my belt)
f#ck her in the back, yeah, she like that freaky sh#t, yeah
My hands on her neck I think that that b#tch stopped breathing
She a big thot, yeah, she rides me like a breeze, aye
Always have her screaming gimme some more please babe
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