Hypocrite
All these substances make life feel less like shit (Yeah, less like)
When I'm done, I find that's when hope won't exist (Wah)
Babymothers sharing drugs in hopes I'll hit (What? What?)
I'm going stupid
I'm sorry Xsay, I'ma quit, yeah (I'ma quit, yeah)
I'm the type to ash a cig on a bitch (On a bitch)
Call me toxic, baby, you're a hypocrite (Hypocrite)
You can't condemn strictly those that you see fit (Yeah, nah)
So shut the fuck up, quit tripping, that's how it is (How it is)
You'd think I was Red Cross with all this blood upon my head
Can't open iMessage, it's full of bullshit, false incentives
Tell em to hop off of my nutsack and my dick head
You think you one of us, I promise that's out of the question
You'd think I was Red Cross with all this blood upon my head
Can't open iMessage, it's full of bullshit, false incentives
Tell em to hop off of my nutsack and my dick head
You think you one of us, I promise that's out of the question
(Hah, Hah)
My lungs BangBus
I'm fucked, I swear, I'm fully loaded (Kah)
Attention deficit, bitch, I'm too high to even focus (Yeah, yeah)
You're a VST, I'm the DAW in which you're encoded (Bitch)
Nothing's changed up
What's done is done, keep one eye open (Yeah)
My lungs BangBus
I'm fucked, I swear, I'm fully loaded (Grrt, fah)
Attention deficit, bitch, I'm too high to even focus (I'm too high)
You're a VST, I'm the DAW in which you're encoded (Yes, I am)
Nothing's changed up
What's done is done, keep one eye open (What? Ey)
When I'm done, I find that's when hope won't exist (Wah)
Babymothers sharing drugs in hopes I'll hit (What? What?)
I'm going stupid
I'm sorry Xsay, I'ma quit, yeah (I'ma quit, yeah)
I'm the type to ash a cig on a bitch (On a bitch)
Call me toxic, baby, you're a hypocrite (Hypocrite)
You can't condemn strictly those that you see fit (Yeah, nah)
So shut the fuck up, quit tripping, that's how it is (How it is)
You'd think I was Red Cross with all this blood upon my head
Can't open iMessage, it's full of bullshit, false incentives
Tell em to hop off of my nutsack and my dick head
You think you one of us, I promise that's out of the question
You'd think I was Red Cross with all this blood upon my head
Can't open iMessage, it's full of bullshit, false incentives
Tell em to hop off of my nutsack and my dick head
You think you one of us, I promise that's out of the question
(Hah, Hah)
My lungs BangBus
I'm fucked, I swear, I'm fully loaded (Kah)
Attention deficit, bitch, I'm too high to even focus (Yeah, yeah)
You're a VST, I'm the DAW in which you're encoded (Bitch)
Nothing's changed up
What's done is done, keep one eye open (Yeah)
My lungs BangBus
I'm fucked, I swear, I'm fully loaded (Grrt, fah)
Attention deficit, bitch, I'm too high to even focus (I'm too high)
You're a VST, I'm the DAW in which you're encoded (Yes, I am)
Nothing's changed up
What's done is done, keep one eye open (What? Ey)
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Writer(s): Brett Hayes
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