Kms!
I'm coming right in with that heat bitch I'm here to kill
I don't mean none of you well
Unload this anger through my thoughts and put you through Hell
None of y'all ever could tell
Baby I'm dressed in all black for your own funeral
Putting you down in this song
Bipolar baby, I'm fresh off that ordered parole
I'm meaning all of you harm
Stole all my music off Splice, yeah
And I need a fucking mic check
Got no mouth and I'm trynna scream
Baby, I'm haunting your day dreams
Take my hate coast-to-coast, space
Yeah I'll break into your home, case
Beating on you like I'm Bruce Lee
Domestic abuse beats so lyrically
And it's off-topic, I need an office
Somewhere to conduct these matters of profit
Send it to congress, tell 'em to swallow
I'm running up deficits to Apollo
Yeah I'm so icy - I need a blanket
Shiver my Timbers to Taladega
Yeah I'm an anchor - I want to sink you
You feel on my anger, I fuck on you deeper
I want to get head in a headband
Do shit that won't ever make sense
Shit I'm going up-up-up
I'm a fucking legend
I'll make a bankroll off no sleep
I'm addicted - I'm into too deep
Xannies for breakfast like I'm Lil Peep
She got mad, said I was too mean
My cheet-hoes chase back like a damn sheep
Judge me off the shot - call me Reggie
I might get drunk I'm so edgy
Don't eat shit, I'm exclusive to veggies
Your bitch is so basic - she likes the Office
She likes dogs, beach walks, and coffee
Shit if I were with her I'd be in a coffin
Okay fuck it - I'd have her massage me
I don't mean none of you well
Unload this anger through my thoughts and put you through Hell
None of y'all ever could tell
Baby I'm dressed in all black for your own funeral
Putting you down in this song
Bipolar baby, I'm fresh off that ordered parole
I'm meaning all of you harm
Stole all my music off Splice, yeah
And I need a fucking mic check
Got no mouth and I'm trynna scream
Baby, I'm haunting your day dreams
Take my hate coast-to-coast, space
Yeah I'll break into your home, case
Beating on you like I'm Bruce Lee
Domestic abuse beats so lyrically
And it's off-topic, I need an office
Somewhere to conduct these matters of profit
Send it to congress, tell 'em to swallow
I'm running up deficits to Apollo
Yeah I'm so icy - I need a blanket
Shiver my Timbers to Taladega
Yeah I'm an anchor - I want to sink you
You feel on my anger, I fuck on you deeper
I want to get head in a headband
Do shit that won't ever make sense
Shit I'm going up-up-up
I'm a fucking legend
I'll make a bankroll off no sleep
I'm addicted - I'm into too deep
Xannies for breakfast like I'm Lil Peep
She got mad, said I was too mean
My cheet-hoes chase back like a damn sheep
Judge me off the shot - call me Reggie
I might get drunk I'm so edgy
Don't eat shit, I'm exclusive to veggies
Your bitch is so basic - she likes the Office
She likes dogs, beach walks, and coffee
Shit if I were with her I'd be in a coffin
Okay fuck it - I'd have her massage me
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Writer(s): Jonathan Elias
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