Diseases

Wanna bite me gotta snake at my leg
I don't give a damn about the pain in your head
Carry on diseases you a lawsuit in bed
Know what I'm saying and to me your fucking dead

Wanna bite me gotta snake at my leg
I don't give a damn about the pain in your head
Carry on diseases you a lawsuit in bed
Know what I'm saying and to me your fucking dead

Got evicted out our house on March twenty sixth
Had to go to joys house now it's hellbent
Ken showing fake love sell this
Text say you wanna OD pitiful
Pussy won't do it though too forgettable
Five Xanax a day ain't nothing to brag
When you stuck in the past
Put a gun to your brain and let it buss out the mag
On my moms phone looking at another text
Say he wanna kill himself what with a tech
Tell me I don't have a job when you don't even pay a bill
Pussy mother fucker won't say it to my grill
Mad that I got money stacked up I conceal know
I'm real you a fake so I go a different way
Fucking with the government is nothing that I'm doing
Go spend it on whatever unemployment
When you working isn't really great
Go to sleep mother fucker built a silly grave
That ain't your house living there for many days
Everything free from your grandma and blame it on dad
Think the world owes you everything mother fucking fag by trav
Herpes my bad nah fuck you bitch I'm the one to die last
Hit me in the face then I'm pulling my strap I blast bitch

Wanna bite me gotta snake at my leg
I don't give a damn about the pain in your head
Carry on diseases you a lawsuit in bed
Know what I'm saying and to me your fucking dead

Wanna bite me gotta snake at my leg
I don't give a damn about the pain in your head
Carry on diseases you a lawsuit in bed
Know what I'm saying and to me your fucking dead



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Writer(s): Tyler Tucker
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