In the cut with some narcan on me Dylan K. made a date with the shotty Ate an oxy, I can't feel my face Gotta die like I'm a lesser race
At the fashion show Bulimic fit in clothes Fingers down my throat Cocaine up my nose At the fashion show Bulimic fit in clothes Fingers down my throat Cocaine up
Louie duffel bag with some heroin inside Cock cage and it's just the right size Lock me up bitch, I don't feel no love Will you rape me in the fucking club? Kiss my scars they be all over me, mwah Smell like gas like I'm a nazi Jesus loves me, he just touched me Psych ward superstar, I'm not crazy
At the fashion show Bulimic fit in clothes Cocaine up my nose At the fashion show
I'm at the fashion show All the paparazzi flash at me But I don't give a fuck I'm just catwalking to the green I'm at the fashion show At the Paris Hilton private suite Always careless Doing drugs that scratch my fucking arteries Take my soul right now I wanna see the sky turn red When the night comes out Feels like we're younger now Illuminati crown Accept me to the other side Bitch I'm 'bout to lose control Rockstunna, cock sucker, drugs on the stove Turn me into pure evil, fuck an honor roll I'm on a row I'm on a rowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
