Fuck Her Then I Fall Asleep
I roam and eat the souls of the children made of snow
I don't have one of my own cause I traded it for gold
And these flowers will melt anything they touch
I look like a hundred bitches, I smoke like a hundred blunts
I got a hunnid hoes that I don't even talk too
I fucked one bitch, off her let's just bring the guap
I know little kids with guns that sell a lot of drugs
I know sluts that will suck you up and murder you
I been snorting lines off her if it ain't the mirror
I'm so motherfucking gorgeous
Take a picture, It'll last long
So fucking tired these bitches in my phone
Still eat the pussy like a real nigga
Still put her straight sleep like a real nigga
Dick game bigger than the distance between us
One year ago they wasn't asking for the features
Know these niggas need us
Now these niggas claiming that they need us
Want me to carry like a fetus, abort that baby
Now these niggas in they feelings
C'mon now baby, don't get up in your feelings
I ain't even gone yet
And we ain't even home yet
Just wait
And we ain't even home yet
We ain't even home yet
Fuck her then I fall asleep
Nothing better than these dreams
Open up your flowers baby, Let me tell you what to think
I live in my mind, Playing games
What the fuck is time
Bitches on my dick cause it look like Christmas outside
Got ya bitch, and her bitch on my ride
Got ya bitch, gun tucked in my mind
Gun tucked
Gun tucked on my side
Never never never ever let these evils rise
I don't have one of my own cause I traded it for gold
And these flowers will melt anything they touch
I look like a hundred bitches, I smoke like a hundred blunts
I got a hunnid hoes that I don't even talk too
I fucked one bitch, off her let's just bring the guap
I know little kids with guns that sell a lot of drugs
I know sluts that will suck you up and murder you
I been snorting lines off her if it ain't the mirror
I'm so motherfucking gorgeous
Take a picture, It'll last long
So fucking tired these bitches in my phone
Still eat the pussy like a real nigga
Still put her straight sleep like a real nigga
Dick game bigger than the distance between us
One year ago they wasn't asking for the features
Know these niggas need us
Now these niggas claiming that they need us
Want me to carry like a fetus, abort that baby
Now these niggas in they feelings
C'mon now baby, don't get up in your feelings
I ain't even gone yet
And we ain't even home yet
Just wait
And we ain't even home yet
We ain't even home yet
Fuck her then I fall asleep
Nothing better than these dreams
Open up your flowers baby, Let me tell you what to think
I live in my mind, Playing games
What the fuck is time
Bitches on my dick cause it look like Christmas outside
Got ya bitch, and her bitch on my ride
Got ya bitch, gun tucked in my mind
Gun tucked
Gun tucked on my side
Never never never ever let these evils rise
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Writer(s): Tyler Palmer
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