Pils

The bass blows
Out my headphones
Now my head rolls
To the side
Now, I'm well known
And it's well known
That you'd love to
See me die
Your shit sucks
And all of the fucks
I couldn't give one
To her and she cried
Better luck next time
Better fuck
Bet
She sucks my face like woah

You break alone
Your face all fucked up
Hate my thrown
Okay
So what's up
Sold out tours
The floors can't take it
Want some more
I know I'll make it

Feeling something in my soul
To make me feel
Alive
Wanna smoke another bowl
Because I'm hardly
High
Going crazy, my control has
Never been
Alright
Going crazy, lose your focus
You might lose your
Life
I'll fucking beat you
By a mile
I'll fuck your bitch and
Make her smile
We're not even fucking rivals
I've been high for quite a while
We don't match
Don't have my stamina
I'm off the shits with Tabitha
Don't even have a manager
Do not fucking touch me

I tried to tell you
It's all for the culture
Think me a demon
My wings like a vulture
Gone with the team
Gold, my fangs
Like a gosha
Stay with my mucus
Got snot on my shoulder
Wake up, wake up
Just a fucking hater
Now I'm fucking rich
And you're just mad that
I got paper
Now you want my kids
You keep my nut
Like you're a savior
Hop off of my dick
No, I won't be
Seeing you later

All me, all me
Swear it's on me
Until one day
You owe me
Owe me all this money
Cause lately I've been
All me, all me
And my homies
We chasing for that
Honey, honey
All this money
One day you're gonna
Always asking me to touch
But you never stayed in touch
Castle built up on the hills
Triple three on my wrist
Funny how it goes around
Now, it's "I'm sorry
That I let you down"
I woke up and signed(ugh)
a deal(ugh)
I woke up
I'm on a thrill
Diamonds badder than a bitch
Ok
PG landed in Paris
Ok
Forty three on fashion week
Ok
Can't nobody tell me shit
Can't nobody tell me shit
Cause now I'm independent deals(yeah)
Now I'm independent bitch(aye)
Can't nobody tell me shit
Cause I woke up inside a thrill(yeah, yeah, yeah, ok)
Ok