Black Hole Music
Fuck
On my passenger side
Bird shit on my passenger side
(That's right!)
I ain't even gonna threaten y'all with this new Glock
I just wanna take some shrooms and vibe in Birkenstocks
All that tough guy shit, man that's not even my style
(But you can still get clapped)
Fake love convo, damn not again (fuck)
Asked me how college is goin', I said, "Never been"
Sold drugs out my mommas basement
(Sorry momma)
I been plotting on the world, get outta this place
Held my tongue for too long, left a bad taste
Caught the mirror, planning with below the waist
That's fucked up (yup) it had me fucked up
Locked myself out my head, don't let me in again
Driving all the way to hell tryna avoid the sin
Broken bottles on my doorstep hurting my feet
Giving myself all this pressure
I don't know what to smoke on
I might just pop some
Addys and pills
I need help, Lord
I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes
(Sometimes, sometimes)
Ain't no keyboard, I'm playing broken heart notes
Vibing, filling my void
Black hole music
Damn, I feel all alone
Yeah, I feel all alone
Giving myself all this pressure
I don't know what to smoke on
I might just pop some
Addys and pills
I need help, Lord
I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes
Ain't no keyboard
I'm playing broken heart notes
Vibing, filling my void
Black hole music
I feel all alone (alone)
Yeah, I feel all alone (alone)
But that don't mean I'm wrong
On my passenger side
Bird shit on my passenger side
(That's right!)
I ain't even gonna threaten y'all with this new Glock
I just wanna take some shrooms and vibe in Birkenstocks
All that tough guy shit, man that's not even my style
(But you can still get clapped)
Fake love convo, damn not again (fuck)
Asked me how college is goin', I said, "Never been"
Sold drugs out my mommas basement
(Sorry momma)
I been plotting on the world, get outta this place
Held my tongue for too long, left a bad taste
Caught the mirror, planning with below the waist
That's fucked up (yup) it had me fucked up
Locked myself out my head, don't let me in again
Driving all the way to hell tryna avoid the sin
Broken bottles on my doorstep hurting my feet
Giving myself all this pressure
I don't know what to smoke on
I might just pop some
Addys and pills
I need help, Lord
I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes
(Sometimes, sometimes)
Ain't no keyboard, I'm playing broken heart notes
Vibing, filling my void
Black hole music
Damn, I feel all alone
Yeah, I feel all alone
Giving myself all this pressure
I don't know what to smoke on
I might just pop some
Addys and pills
I need help, Lord
I feel like I'm Hercules sometimes
Ain't no keyboard
I'm playing broken heart notes
Vibing, filling my void
Black hole music
I feel all alone (alone)
Yeah, I feel all alone (alone)
But that don't mean I'm wrong
Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Dorris
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