I don't really care girl, drug me at the party Chop off my head and play with my body Let's get tipsy, perform my autopsy I just wanna know, did you ever kiss a zombie? Yeah, I need your brain, yeah, I need it so badly I need a machine gun and some rhinoplasty Fer sure maybe, fer sure not, fuck me in the backseat P-I-L, I'm so trashy and I'm with g-o-r-e I'm in the club for real, I don't care how you feel I'm in this shit for real, kick off your high heels I'm in the Saks Fifth, let's shoplift everything Limousine tints, I can't see anything
Shoot my motherfucking face Bitch better blow my brains I'm a real zombie boy You a little zombie fake Ha, ha, laughing all the way to the bank Riding round, do my thing Riding round, I'm smoking stank My bitch so skinny, it look like it hurt She got xanax in her purse It's Halloween every day of the year In the woods and I'm tripping with deers I'm already dead so there's nothing to fear Trick or treat, bitch smell my feet Gimme something good to eat Why you talking down? You ain't got no heat It's 2AM, better watch your back Top of the hill, lil shawty relaxTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
