Nightmares
I been circling your apartment
Tryna see who who's parked in my spot
I saw him as he walked out
Didn't see me
It was dark
Silly duck
If he knew he woulda duck
Or run
Crown whiskey and a cocaine nostril
Lucifer's apostle, gettin hostile
Smokin on a fossil, rasta huh
Bitch said she gettin nauseous
No shit happens from the blood loss
From your gashes and your fresh uncovered wounds
Hmm
Who was him, who was he
Bitch you said you said you were with me
I was happy you were mine
And now you're gone
Now you're dying in my arms
Strip her down bag her up
Put her body in the truck
My life is fucked
And it's not my fault it's all his
What to do with his
Fuck
I got a garage full of sharp tools
At first I couldn't do it
But then I smelled her fuckin perfume
And now I'm sawing through him
And the blood loss look like cartoons
But I just giggle through it
Dance around to Shostakovich
110 First movement
Ruthless
But everything was truthless
Drip
Bloody crewneck
Shit
New fit
Hey is this what they mean by red bottoms
No
Hmm
Not as talkative anymore I guess
Bagged bodied
Race across town Ricky Bobby
6 Candles around a sinkhole
In y'all go
Uno, dos
That was the last place I saw her
Officer
Don't waste your time
You'll never find em down there
Tryna see who who's parked in my spot
I saw him as he walked out
Didn't see me
It was dark
Silly duck
If he knew he woulda duck
Or run
Crown whiskey and a cocaine nostril
Lucifer's apostle, gettin hostile
Smokin on a fossil, rasta huh
Bitch said she gettin nauseous
No shit happens from the blood loss
From your gashes and your fresh uncovered wounds
Hmm
Who was him, who was he
Bitch you said you said you were with me
I was happy you were mine
And now you're gone
Now you're dying in my arms
Strip her down bag her up
Put her body in the truck
My life is fucked
And it's not my fault it's all his
What to do with his
Fuck
I got a garage full of sharp tools
At first I couldn't do it
But then I smelled her fuckin perfume
And now I'm sawing through him
And the blood loss look like cartoons
But I just giggle through it
Dance around to Shostakovich
110 First movement
Ruthless
But everything was truthless
Drip
Bloody crewneck
Shit
New fit
Hey is this what they mean by red bottoms
No
Hmm
Not as talkative anymore I guess
Bagged bodied
Race across town Ricky Bobby
6 Candles around a sinkhole
In y'all go
Uno, dos
That was the last place I saw her
Officer
Don't waste your time
You'll never find em down there
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