If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy
[Verse 1: K.Flay] My daddy was an asshole At least I think he was, never knew him well enough He developed quite a habit, bit the dust so a cause to be nuts I got hell of ones And whether that’s even relevant Well I don’t know for sure, but I’ve been so disturbed And I’d like an explanation For the havoc in my life I’ve been creating My friend said the reason I’m alone’s I’m a bad girl Got a knife in my arm But the scar’s in my bones guess I better with deal with that first Say, say I what I want when I don’t even know, then apologize after Seems like the pace of my mistakes keeps accelerating faster And I find that when the sun has set, I beg for more and more punishment Getting tough again looking for a cure, some kind of medicine Like a way fix it, but I’ve found that really nothing can
If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy
[Verse 2: Eligh] You don't wanna fuck around with my mind Cuz my mind is a dangerous vine To find yourself intertwined with or aligned with Kinda fine but the man is kinda twisted Is it my fault or is it salt up in the wound That's been there since the womb The world is my time gauge I feel prime rage rise from the rib cage When I'm feeling jealousies, I hella breathe To bring a freeze to your bones And leave you on your knees and all alone You get the perfect view of the tattoo On the back of my neck when I lose my love for you I hover over, love is like a poltergeist I will haunt your life and make you feel again I feel the feelings of a mad man and when I can't rant I leave a mess behind and call the HAZMAT team I need a vaccine I'm crazy and I know it Pass, clean it out, I got some residue I'm not the perfect man I'm telling you He's hella cool but he got issues If you choose to make that move Make sure you bring some tissues girl Wish you well on this escapade I learned my lessons way before today
If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy If you wanna be my baby, get ready for some bullshit Cause I’m like fucking crazy, fucking crazy
[Verse 3: Grieves] No doubt about it baby I'm a blind mess With buzzard flying circles over my head Try to deny for a minute that I said It's a above me waiting patiently for my death Bet your shrink would have a field day with me Blame it on abandonment issues Or something tragic that happened when I was sixteen Close the door, stop poking around Float fine in the waters where the hopeless drown So stop fishing, all your gonna get is just a sunken boot A bunch of garbage I discarded from my troubled youth Heavy tension then there's something I suggest you walk away from before it tries to get you too Young thing felt love would make a valiant stand Put a calm in my life with a valium can A grown man with a stone in his hand Is not built for a glass-hearted delicate land
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