Dusk
Got that pistol?
Cock it, aim it at my body, drop it
My shotty leave you thoughtless
Now you walking with no top bitch
Ima let it all burn, hope they burn me at the stake
Don't put my ashes in a urn, just let my ashes float away
I know that when I burn in hell we killing angels like they prey
I swear to Satan I do not believe and I don't fucking pray
I cannot waste my time just talking to the sky like I'm insane
You can't just ask you got to work for every single fucking thing
No lean in my cup, I drink DXM till my stomach feel fucked
I got this knife in your gut, im twisting and twisting until it get stuck
I think you ran out of luck
Ay, got too many pills in my gut
You finally just ran out of luck, we walking around in the desert at dusk
You told me that im insane
These triggers that aim for your brain
My cup don't look nothing like Wayne's
Yeah I pour your drink down the drain
Desert walker but I hate it when the fucking sun come up
Nightmare haunter im inside all of your dreams to fuck em up
Shawty tell me that I need to get a better hobby
I get so goddamn close, I might just go commit a hommie
My lungs on fire, that nicotine with CBD
That shit ain't fire, they dip it in that gasoline
I'm always tired cause I'm taking drugs can't go to sleep
Michael Myers creeping down your streets on Halloween
Got that pistol?
Cock it, aim it at my body, drop it
My shotty leave you thoughtless
Now you walking with no top bitch
Ima let it all burn, hope they burn me at the stake
Don't put my ashes in a urn, just let my ashes float away
I know that when I burn in hell we killing angels like they prey
I swear to Satan I do not believe and I don't fucking pray
I cannot waste my time just talking to the sky like I'm insane
You cant just ask you got to work for every single fucking thing
Cock it, aim it at my body, drop it
My shotty leave you thoughtless
Now you walking with no top bitch
Ima let it all burn, hope they burn me at the stake
Don't put my ashes in a urn, just let my ashes float away
I know that when I burn in hell we killing angels like they prey
I swear to Satan I do not believe and I don't fucking pray
I cannot waste my time just talking to the sky like I'm insane
You can't just ask you got to work for every single fucking thing
No lean in my cup, I drink DXM till my stomach feel fucked
I got this knife in your gut, im twisting and twisting until it get stuck
I think you ran out of luck
Ay, got too many pills in my gut
You finally just ran out of luck, we walking around in the desert at dusk
You told me that im insane
These triggers that aim for your brain
My cup don't look nothing like Wayne's
Yeah I pour your drink down the drain
Desert walker but I hate it when the fucking sun come up
Nightmare haunter im inside all of your dreams to fuck em up
Shawty tell me that I need to get a better hobby
I get so goddamn close, I might just go commit a hommie
My lungs on fire, that nicotine with CBD
That shit ain't fire, they dip it in that gasoline
I'm always tired cause I'm taking drugs can't go to sleep
Michael Myers creeping down your streets on Halloween
Got that pistol?
Cock it, aim it at my body, drop it
My shotty leave you thoughtless
Now you walking with no top bitch
Ima let it all burn, hope they burn me at the stake
Don't put my ashes in a urn, just let my ashes float away
I know that when I burn in hell we killing angels like they prey
I swear to Satan I do not believe and I don't fucking pray
I cannot waste my time just talking to the sky like I'm insane
You cant just ask you got to work for every single fucking thing
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Cugat, Carol Raven
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