Over it, indulging
Look at how I slip again
Deeper than I've ever been
My pockets made of porcelain
Over it, indulging
Look at how I slip again
Deeper than I've ever been
My pockets made of porcelain
Wow, guess who's back, didn't last long feeling grateful
I'm a little brat, had to talk with my angel
Little rat didn't say that the worst was in store
Freeing up my shoulder for this devil, I'm a traitor
Slanging project after project like I grew up in the west coast
Haven't shaved in weeks but I stay talking like a white girl
Hand me a tesla, call me Beverly
Roll up in the hills with an oat milk latte
Trying really hard to make this shit look easy
Breezy, cover girl in Abercrombie
I know that the truth is that I'm running out of my time
And I want to do good but I just can not make that climb
Been getting deeper in my brain to see how IDK
Been breaking shit around my life like I went my Weiwei
And I've been itching in my pockets like It's time I got paid
I lost a big chunk of my life so I can spare no change
Over it, indulging
Look at how I slip again
Deeper than I've ever been
My pockets made of porcelain
Over it, indulging
Look at how I slip again
Deeper than I've ever been
My pockets made of
All I want is having fun, I'm waiting for my house to crumble
All I want is having fun and waiting for my house to crumble
I don't wanna think too hard I'm waiting for my house to crumble
I don't care who I'll become I'm waiting for my house to crumble