7,300 Days
Yeah
Slide onto this beat like a snowboard
She like to go ski like a snow whore
Put my jacket on my tee I'm a cold boy
I get smashed to the t on patrón boy
Double up my cup oh yeah fuck that
I drink liquor, codeine oh yeah fuck that
She going to fucking scream when we we fuck oh yeah
I am a machine when I'm drunk oh yeah
You hurt me a lot oh fuck that shit
I love money lots get my bag shit
I splurge on a diez on a bad bitch
I been feeling hella wavy when the track hits
Shout out my producers make slaps bitch
JLD, Dead boy, and Scotty the track list
Ex girly got a skinny waist and fat hips
Gave that bitch up her insanity is matchless
7,300 days inside the flesh
I like being me I like being smacked
She gone be who she be and she be fucking sad
I'ma be who she need I'ma be fucking dad
Molly is insane I can feel my eyes roll
I can feel everything off this little capsule
Bling on a chain yeah bling on some gold
I got Space hippie 3's all wrapped round my soul
This room is getting cold oh god
This bitches love is so fake like it's Photoshop
She ain't got no damn brakes like oh don't stop
Brazilly zilly wax like oh so soft
You're kind of a drug addict you're kind of insane
You want me to leave you want me to stay
I'm who you love and I'm who you hate
Is it fucked up that I like it that way
I got liquid in my veins, a machine
Plastic and metal got installed on my teeth
You watch through the frames of your screen
I watch with my retina that shit is HD
You hurt me a lot oh fuck that shit
I love money lots get my bag shit
I splurge on a diez on a a bad bitch
I been feeling hella wavy when the track hits
Slide onto this beat like a snowboard
She like to go ski like a snow whore
Put my jacket on my tee I'm a cold boy
I get smashed to the t on patrón boy
Double up my cup oh yeah fuck that
I drink liquor, codeine oh yeah fuck that
She going to fucking scream when we we fuck oh yeah
I am a machine when I'm drunk oh yeah
(Molly is insane I can feel my eyes roll)
(I can feel everything off this little capsule)
(Bling on a chain yeah bling on some gold)
(I got Space hippie 3's all wrapped round my soul)
Slide onto this beat like a snowboard
She like to go ski like a snow whore
Put my jacket on my tee I'm a cold boy
I get smashed to the t on patrón boy
Double up my cup oh yeah fuck that
I drink liquor, codeine oh yeah fuck that
She going to fucking scream when we we fuck oh yeah
I am a machine when I'm drunk oh yeah
You hurt me a lot oh fuck that shit
I love money lots get my bag shit
I splurge on a diez on a bad bitch
I been feeling hella wavy when the track hits
Shout out my producers make slaps bitch
JLD, Dead boy, and Scotty the track list
Ex girly got a skinny waist and fat hips
Gave that bitch up her insanity is matchless
7,300 days inside the flesh
I like being me I like being smacked
She gone be who she be and she be fucking sad
I'ma be who she need I'ma be fucking dad
Molly is insane I can feel my eyes roll
I can feel everything off this little capsule
Bling on a chain yeah bling on some gold
I got Space hippie 3's all wrapped round my soul
This room is getting cold oh god
This bitches love is so fake like it's Photoshop
She ain't got no damn brakes like oh don't stop
Brazilly zilly wax like oh so soft
You're kind of a drug addict you're kind of insane
You want me to leave you want me to stay
I'm who you love and I'm who you hate
Is it fucked up that I like it that way
I got liquid in my veins, a machine
Plastic and metal got installed on my teeth
You watch through the frames of your screen
I watch with my retina that shit is HD
You hurt me a lot oh fuck that shit
I love money lots get my bag shit
I splurge on a diez on a a bad bitch
I been feeling hella wavy when the track hits
Slide onto this beat like a snowboard
She like to go ski like a snow whore
Put my jacket on my tee I'm a cold boy
I get smashed to the t on patrón boy
Double up my cup oh yeah fuck that
I drink liquor, codeine oh yeah fuck that
She going to fucking scream when we we fuck oh yeah
I am a machine when I'm drunk oh yeah
(Molly is insane I can feel my eyes roll)
(I can feel everything off this little capsule)
(Bling on a chain yeah bling on some gold)
(I got Space hippie 3's all wrapped round my soul)
Credits
Writer(s): Micah Jewell
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