Lyrics

I'm sad, but I got these bands
Shit don't make no sense
All this mud on my wrist, but I don't even know I exist
Running off on yo' sis, see if that shit make me feel better, uh
Diamonds Mike Pence, and, all these **** similar
Oh, I'on wanna crack that seal
Oh, I'on want a crackhead junkie ho
What the fuck you take me fo'?
Yeah, I don't heal better
Hop in that Murciélago, yeah
Shit just drill better, no I'm not real—
I'm sad, but I got these bands
Shit don't make no sense
All this mud on my wrist, but I don't even know I exist
Running off on yo' sis, see if that shit make me feel better, uh
Diamonds Mike Pence, and, all these **** similar
Oh, I'on wanna crack that seal
Oh, I'on want a crackhead junkie ho
What the fuck you take me fo'?
Yeah, I don't heal better
Hop in that Murciélago, yeah
Shit just drill better, no I—
Written by: Edward K Bass
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