sirens (Bonus)
'Sup, fuckhead?
Stop tryna tell me what to fuckin' do
Sirens (Bitch), call the police (Okay)
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed (Nosebleed)
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Do not know me)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
Sirens (Sirens), call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Agh)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
"Tri Poloski" but I don't rock no damn Adidas, bitch
Free my uncle out the cage, he can't even go and see his kin
You can't take me down, I do not got no fuckin' weaknesses
Off so many fuckin' drugs, I don't know what week it is
I think you tweakin', robbin' you three
Bitch, I side with my demons, dying in peace
I'm too high to be thinkin',
Gut out his fuckin' insides, leave him leakin'
Sirens, sirens
Sirens, sirens
Sirens, call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed (Nosebleed)
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Do not know me)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
Sirens, call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
Stop tryna tell me what to fuckin' do
Sirens (Bitch), call the police (Okay)
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed (Nosebleed)
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Do not know me)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
Sirens (Sirens), call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Agh)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
"Tri Poloski" but I don't rock no damn Adidas, bitch
Free my uncle out the cage, he can't even go and see his kin
You can't take me down, I do not got no fuckin' weaknesses
Off so many fuckin' drugs, I don't know what week it is
I think you tweakin', robbin' you three
Bitch, I side with my demons, dying in peace
I'm too high to be thinkin',
Gut out his fuckin' insides, leave him leakin'
Sirens, sirens
Sirens, sirens
Sirens, call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed (Nosebleed)
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me (Do not know me)
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
Sirens, call the police
If you jumping in my pit, you catch a nosebleed
You talkin' too much fuckin' shit, you do not know me
I keep my middle fingers stiff, and tell 'em "Blow me" (Fuck off)
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Writer(s): Colby Suoy
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