*h3artcrush*
I don’t even got headphones on right now
Who the f#ck you talkin’ talkin’ talkin’ bout?
Pull up on your block and also shoot you like a mouse
Cat and motherf#ckin’ g#dd#mn mouse
Pull up In-and-out yeah, like my bad
And I really don’t know south land, but my friends
And I need her f#cking hair too, like went in
I don’t really give a f#ck, but I’m still in
And I’m f#ckin’ rappin’, who the f#ck you talk to
I don’t even lackin’
Yeah, and these babies got a pack in
I’m losing my dragon, f#ck him like a napkin
I’m a f#ckin’ vampire and he know this
Pull up on the block and I started soding
I don’t even need a goth goden
I don’t even need a chain, I f#cked it over
It’s a mife and and october
Yeah, I’m the ghost of october
And I’m sober, hahah, yeah, and I’m sober
I made this beat when I was high
Don’t even need to go die
I just wanna be the bye
**inaudible:D**
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h3artcrush Lyrics – DRRRAGON FR33STYLE