All Ghillied Up

Wash in your mouth
Swishing side to side
Switch up like a bitch oh
Oops I said it fuck I cannot lie
Creeping down from north
I found a bed to lie inside
I lit my life on fire to say that
I could see the finish line

Skybox got me seeing shit
I don't need to be feeling shit
My mental brain turned into shit
I feel like there's a demon in
My rearview lanes be speeding in
Big fish big catch I'm reeling in
They knock but we don't let em in
I eat my toast with cinnamon
Up late like david letterman

I'm crashing counter cluttered
Someone else's death I'm witnessing
These boots was made for curb-stomping
But I'm too soft
Gassed up I'm coughing
Fuckin put me in a coffin
Everybody lookin' like they had
No other friday option

-30 but we posted up outside
No tape no caution
I don't even really party
I just hate being home alone
Shawty sneaking in
She washing hands I'm bleeding in
Designer gloss she tweaking in
Her will to live is weakening
This shit is just the beginning

I love from far toxic I cannot touch
That pussy bad for me I ate too much
I gave her my shoulder
She fought with me over brunch
I fucked a bad bitch
Now I'm throwing up my lunch



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Arsenault
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