Fumes

I avoid the drama, I ain't fucking with you either
You don't want a problem pussy, what's your name like Peter
Run from all the pain that's why I don't want to see her
If you do not like me bitch then suck my weiner

Suck my weiner, suck my weiner
Why don't you go home and die
Can't deny, pull up with the guys
Drain pain, brain is fried

I just smoke and snort my fucking pills so I don't want to die
You see why, I just want to fight
Bash your fucking mind, break your spine
I got so much rage but peace I cannot find

Let's get high, oh you say I changed I'll splat you like a fly
Stupid pest, you're just like the rest, what did I expect
Giving less effort, the stressors depress her
Grow higher in measures put her on a stretcher

Bitch learn your damn lesson, they're testing, infesting like flies
Call up the Terminator let's get high
Smoking the fumes, redden the blues
Only do drugs on days that end with "y"

Sleeping at four, get up at eight
Light up the rig and put on a good face
I used to ask why they all call me fake
Cause when I'm with others I don't show my pain

I miss my sister, I wish I could save
I miss the bitches who later betrayed
Fuck it I'm happy now, what does that mean
Living that life that you wouldn't believe

Where is this going, what does this accomplish
I might pull up with my punks, make that e-girl my accomplice
Don't feel bad if I outsmoke you, bitch I keep my damn promise
15 dabs and 15 pills, no I am not cautious

Fuck a chorus, fuck a chorus, I just lost the damn plot
Everyone thought I was homo so I went and got some thots
Man I love to quote Carti, yeah I do it a lot
Wasn't trying with this song but my homies think it's hot

Give up, give up
Call it quits and give up
Hang your hat and smoke a blunt
Motherfucker give up

Don't work, just leech
Don't care, just bleed as you cry
Look to God in the sky
No response, there's no guy

(It's all a lie)
(Damn Deine, where'd you find)



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Writer(s): Michael Golden
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