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Duh du-duh
Bitch I'm in a skirt fuck a kilt you niggas playin safe
Ima fuck the world with no strap and leave a bloody gape
People really dying in this bitch bruh FUCK ya wraith
Stars on yo roof to tell the truth your face get displaced

Savin all yo money for a Rainey day
But I could be a stripper flex my ass and it's gone rain today
All this sauce on me I'm powered up I feel like marinade
Tip of the castle flyin high let's get trippin Down cascades

I'm tired of this shit
So tired of the stereotypes
I wanna slit my wrist
On a sacrificial blood moon

These niggas counterfeit
I can't go back inside the whom
Fuck the government
Chad and Becky move the fuck along

Guess I'm here till the death of it
Drownin in oshun es my cocoon ain't no embellishments
Building from the astral realm my third eye projects it
Chillin with me mate, we off the board, you can't check it

I I I I wanna slit my wrists...
I cant go back inside the whom...
Ima fuck the world wit no strap n leave a BLOODY BLOODY BLOODY GAPE!
People really dying in this bitch bruh, fuck ya wraith



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Writer(s): Christopher Stokes
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