z-pack
2023 and I'm faded off a Z-Pack
Livin' down in SoCal, rent is maybe two stacks
Wanna buy a Harley, maybe I can die young
Drivin' out to Vegas, see if I can have fun
Haven't slept in two days, I can barely think straight
Never lose a bet 'cause I'm bettin' I'ma be late
Stoppin' off at Mad Greek, tryna get some tzatziki
Stoppin' off at Mad Greek, tryna get some tzatziki
I made five tracks, now I'm cracked like this Ableton
And my soul's dark, like that furtive pygmy's is
And I can't pass, I'm not fillin' in a Scantron
And I came fast, now I'm buyin' him a Tampon
I know I'm goated, I'm just workin' on the timin'
My heart got broken like the hands on my timepiece
And I'm just coughin' up a lung for the time bein'
I burned my fingerprints so they will never find me
Eat another ass in the X Bar bathroom
Hit another crash when I get to the venue
Finished up my stash, threw the bong in the trash can
Finished up a track, threw the song in the trash can
Lookin' at the past when I see you
Lookin' at the cracks that you paint on the mirror
Blowin' off the stack 'cause I came through the ringer
Actin' kinda wack, lick the blood off my fingers
Shinra Tensei
Run it back
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack-pack, pa-pa
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pa-pa
Livin' down in SoCal, rent is maybe two stacks
Wanna buy a Harley, maybe I can die young
Drivin' out to Vegas, see if I can have fun
Haven't slept in two days, I can barely think straight
Never lose a bet 'cause I'm bettin' I'ma be late
Stoppin' off at Mad Greek, tryna get some tzatziki
Stoppin' off at Mad Greek, tryna get some tzatziki
I made five tracks, now I'm cracked like this Ableton
And my soul's dark, like that furtive pygmy's is
And I can't pass, I'm not fillin' in a Scantron
And I came fast, now I'm buyin' him a Tampon
I know I'm goated, I'm just workin' on the timin'
My heart got broken like the hands on my timepiece
And I'm just coughin' up a lung for the time bein'
I burned my fingerprints so they will never find me
Eat another ass in the X Bar bathroom
Hit another crash when I get to the venue
Finished up my stash, threw the bong in the trash can
Finished up a track, threw the song in the trash can
Lookin' at the past when I see you
Lookin' at the cracks that you paint on the mirror
Blowin' off the stack 'cause I came through the ringer
Actin' kinda wack, lick the blood off my fingers
Shinra Tensei
Run it back
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack-pack, pa-pa
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pack
Z-pack, pack, pack, pa-pa
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Writer(s): Madison Champlin
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