BURNBXY
(Fuck your high fashion)
On everything bitch
Fuck your high fashion
If you knew you'd know
I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch! I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I know I ain't nothing
Life's just mother fucking suffering
Nah! I ain't bluffing
(Ooh!)
Always getting up into something
On everything bitch
Fuck your high fashion
If you knew you knew
You'd know I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
And we're already rotting in it
Give me your hand!
So I can cut your wrists
Now fling blood unto the sky!
In the whip, in the back all black
Speed demon for the cash!
Speed demon for the cash!
In the black all black
Fling blood unto the sky!
Fling blood unto the sky!
In the whip, in the back all black...
Ask God why?!
Ask God why?!
(Ooh!)
Now fling blood unto the sky
Blood unto the sky!
(Aye!)
Now fling blood unto the sky
Blood unto the sky!
(This world is a prison!)
Fuck your high fashion
On everything bitch, fuck your high fashion
If you knew you'd know I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
On everything bitch
Fuck your high fashion
If you knew you'd know
I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch! I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I know I ain't nothing
Life's just mother fucking suffering
Nah! I ain't bluffing
(Ooh!)
Always getting up into something
On everything bitch
Fuck your high fashion
If you knew you knew
You'd know I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
And we're already rotting in it
Give me your hand!
So I can cut your wrists
Now fling blood unto the sky!
In the whip, in the back all black
Speed demon for the cash!
Speed demon for the cash!
In the black all black
Fling blood unto the sky!
Fling blood unto the sky!
In the whip, in the back all black...
Ask God why?!
Ask God why?!
(Ooh!)
Now fling blood unto the sky
Blood unto the sky!
(Aye!)
Now fling blood unto the sky
Blood unto the sky!
(This world is a prison!)
Fuck your high fashion
On everything bitch, fuck your high fashion
If you knew you'd know I'm really 'bout that action
Bitch what's happening?!
(Aye!)
Don't try to blame me
(Ooh!)
Bitch, I already blame myself
How much worse could hell be?
I already feel like I'm living in a cell
This world is a prison!
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