Lyrics

cxpslxck Blood on the backseat but I still ain't died yet All these damn drugs gonna make my fucking brain melt Cut myself a few times but I still don't got help If I kill myself, leave my soul to rot in hell Stop talking to me, I don't care about that bullshit Devil is the god, he the one I really worship Boy you look cooked, like what the fuck is that outfit Put some more pink, you gon' look just like a faggot Yeah I don't really know what the fuck that was I'm just going with the flow right now Trust me Let's go Yeah, what the fuck is up We gon' turn up to your clique and we gon' shoot it up Yeah, hey, what the fuck is that Fucking kill myself and fuck a coming back to life You ain't gotta say shit, I already know While you crying like a bitch, I ball like a pro You make 6 figures max, I make 10 more If you're lacking with your bitch, I kill both of you Fuck another feature, I do this by myself When I look into your face I wanna kill myself Going to the gym won't change a thing about my mental health I really like blood, yeah I think I need some fucking help Stop talking to me, I don't care about that bullshit Devil is the god, he the one I really worship Boy you look cooked, like what the fuck is that outfit Put some more pink, you gon' look just like a faggot
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