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Crush my… little lungs

Hope I see you in the audience

I don’t think this life is very fun

Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone

These lights they keep on whistling

And I don’t think it’s time for this again

Crease my pants and tie my collar in

This old bitch lost weight and collagen (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

Keep it by my bedside, on hip my bed bites

Reaper rocking tie dye, burn that shit like campfire

Speak it like I’m sure, she don’t wanna 'cause

She don’t wanna die, think I saw her my…

But I don’t ever lie, so I just tell it like it is

Tell it like it is or you’ll get caught up in that mid draw

Sucking on a cigarette, you could die by pitchfork

I don’t wanna answer it, and slide it to the destroy

I’ve seen you face before

Walkin' through the door

With a bright smile in your eyes

Taking time to recognise

It’ll never be the same

I’m hoping for the rain

Cleanse the ruff stuff covered us

Enter new morn' without fuss

Stay home, stay home, stay home

Stay home, stay home, stay always

Grips on my hair, hands on my waist

Sugar in the morning with the triple ace (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

We can remain dancer out here on the sand dust

Number one romancer then treat you like cancer

All my power to people still battling with their evils

But you shit just isn’t fair, Lord forbid me to ever care

And its ashes to ashes, we still both feeling like it’s mutual

Back it on back of everything crack a fat while I’m listening

'Cause usually I’m on the brink of failing remain to hold it together

With spit and bodily fluid put neck and back

Into it, I’m through it and remain to hold it

Together and push my power to pleasure

Just to forget what the weather is like on the other side of Kansas

City people are pretty, tap ankles with ruby shoes

Just to get me into the mood, not being rude

I’m just seeing the engine like europeans, go harder than 90 BM’s

Crack it, I’m on a mission, don’t listen to all the visions

They’re missing a piece of brain and still flocking like 40 (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

Blowing up the heating on the porch side

Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite

Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)

Bad to the bottom till my… die (Ayy)

Crush my… little lungs

Hope I see you in the audience

I don’t think this life is very fun

Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone

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