(Reporting live from aisle 495, the dried cum section)
Now who the fuck, am I?
Come get a bump, get high
Come get my uh, all mine
I'm feeling stuck, inside
Come give a fuck about me baby
Yeah I wanna know 'yo name is
She could tell just by the way I talk I'm 'bout to came in
Face it, you don't want these problems
It don't make sense
I thought about some people, wanna kill
I'm on the bracelet
Hang this, stupid motherfucker from his lame dick
Fake prints, what they tried to press me for?
I hate shit
You read the news, you feed the tubes
Nah, you ain't got no brains kid
I'm talkin' to myself right now
Get the fuck up off my page, bitch
Fuck with me baby
Do some drugs with me haedes
Give a fuck 'bout some 80s
Used to love my Mercedes
Bored as fuck with my baby
Royal blunts and some ladies
Snorting A's with some 80s
Yeah, I loved my Mercedes
I said, fuck with me baby
Do some drugs with me haedes
Give a fuck 'bout some 80s
Used to love my Mercedes
Bored as fuck with my baby
Royal blunts and some ladies
Snorting A's with some 80s
Yeah, I loved my Mercedes
Or did I just love the drugs?
Did I fall in love with the fantasy of wantin' to be a thug?
Doesn't matter shit the bitch I'm doing, guess it's not enough
Guess I'm feelin' stuck
Guess I'm feelin' uh
Guess I'm feelin' uh
Now who the fuck, am I?
Come get a bump, get high
Come get my uh, all mine
I'm feeling stuck, inside
Fuck with me baby
Do some drugs with me haedes
Give a fuck 'bout some 80s
Used to love my Mercedes
Bored as fuck with my baby
Royal blunts and some ladies
Snorting A's with some 80s
Yeah, I loved my Mercedes
(Fuck is my name bitch?)