Shovel and a Blank Face

D-D-Doom shop, motherfucker

I just wanna take my crush, my roll, my smoke, my fucking dope

You just wanna fuck with me, can't fuck with me, in head I'm broke

Like pocket, got no fucking chains or money, bitch, I got a rope

In gallows, hope for death, I take a breath before I burn below

Ho wanna know that place that I go in the night with a knife, oh no

See a fuckboy dead, red spread from the throat like butter, got weed on the go

I smoke, still cough like a bitch, you foe

Changing your name ain't gon' change what I know

Lacing my shit was a blow, little low

Alone in my room with my thoughts, I resume 'til your bitch rode my dick like a pogo

Moving lasagna 'cause I know that everything happens in time, ho

You stuck in a loop, I be stuck in a daze, can't complain 'cause my brain moving slowmo

Drinking actavis, pop a pussy like a cherry, take a piss on your grave, nobody really gives a shit

Need some peace before a piece apprentices

I just wanna smoke my weed

Bitch, you don't really fuck with me

Quit telling me its not that deep with the thoughts, proceed in the words you speak

Shit, I think I'm done with these thoughts overthinking the plot

Feeling sick with a knot in my stomach

I drop like a tab, hit the spot, watch me plummet like life at the summit though fucked, I be thumbing

Your bitch in my bed, have her bent now she cumming

Bitches alike, pull my blade see 'em running

Talk with a lisp, dot on the list

Dead in the mix, don't wanna bitch

Not fucking with self, oh no

See no hope, it's hocus pocus way I make you disappear, ho, in my bag like Fritos

Doom shop motherfucker

Motherfucker

Doom shop motherfucker