[Verse 1] Sit up in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life Staring at the TV, covered up the window with like three sheets Nigga, no sunlight Hella faded and sedated nigga wait a minute I can't even say the shit, I'm tongue tied Maybe I should go and get the razor but can't figure out which way to slit so cut twice See now I'm on some stupid shit I took these meds, went to the living room to sit Got dry mouth, all I had was a brew to sip Flipped on the news, then I started drooling spit I'm 'noid and I'm hearing sounds like, "Who is it?" I'm super sick of dealing with the foolishness I forgot I had this muh'fucking doobie lit And I just bruised my wrist by cutting a crucifix I'm high, I'm hoping I land on Jesus 'Cause if I plan to get better, your man's gon' need it Need to feed myself but damn, no eating Fridge is empty and I don't plan on leaving Even treatment please but fam must feed 'em Chill on ammo squeezin' and most sleeping Leave the beef behind, I can't go vegan Need some peace of mind, well man go eat one With those sane folks you won't see ISO Got big problems, they go fee-fi-fo Can't be fixed if I quote the bible Toward my head I will point the rifle Gotta be insane like A-E-I-O You don't get it, do you? I told these white folks And they loving the dough, they don't be right bro Flow so dark but it's so delightful
[Hook] Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life (I just wanna drink all day and get high, get high, yeah) Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life (The anxiety makes it hard to get by, get by) I'm really introverted
[Verse 2] Sit up in a house all day with a model and a slut like fuck wives Never be committed to these hoes, I be diggin' in them though Each one, I'ma fuck twice I gotta hate death nigga, no love life Little nigga heart turned cold, yep crushed ice Killa finna spark, come close like a bug light Sitting on the couch with a shotty and a Bud Light I been perverted, introverted Fuck a nervous system, my system's nervous With a pistol, paint brush, I'm picture perfect I'm at war with this prime shit, Winston Churchill I get more sick when I spit these verses Not a single prayer can lift these curses License to kill like I'm whipping hearses 'Cause ninety percent of what y'all spit is worthless I hope you get into an accident on purpose Doing a buck fifty, and flip reverse it Eject from the windshield and hit the surface Engulfed by flames like a missing person I spit that venom like a freaking serpent The main reason that yo chick is slurping Hard off the top like a bitch that's shirtless And this gon' be that shit they purchase They don't really want it with the ISO-velli I bet you bitches want a kid inside yo belly Wolfing with a kid and never find y'all rellies If I'm off like the work up inside those tellies Who wanna go to war, nigga I'm so ready To trigger, to get it fingered, nigga I'm no Freddy Be dumpin' out of the window of my old Chevy Machete ready to turn 'em into my spaghetti (Just a second)
[Hook] Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life (I just wanna drink all day and get high, get high, yeah) Sitting in a house all day with a bottle and a blunt like fuck life (The anxiety makes it hard to get by, get by) I'm really introvertedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
