(You did good, $lick)
(It's a Smash)

I'm just a bad guy havin' a good day
A fellow sinner? I didn't catch your name
Always quicksaving the game, no, I never pay to play
But I'll gladly play if it means I get paid
Lay me to rest 59 vest on my chest
And the rest you can throw it away
Leave your things behind, taking my time to unwind gotta keep an eye on the approaching grave
Which I lowkey crave
Hoping you don't know me, only show me love when I been choking proceed to the old me quote me dosing up instead of coping
Say what i'm supposed to say
How far am I supposed to stray until I feel strained enough to smoke the tray?
Yeah (yeah), uh
I'ma pull up with all kinda dirt, stained up on my face
You'll be pullin' on ya' mama's skirt, asking to be saved
I been feeling all kind of hurt since I was a baby
There was trauma in the titty milk, you wonder why I'm crazy

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this

Tell me who need motherfuckin' smoke
I don't want feel the motherfuckin' dope
Get the addy, why the fuck is he ain't in home?
I'm beggin' for my dad while he beggin' for a dose
Heart to hearths, with my momma doing coke
Family bond made up of chemicals
Hide the chains before they go and melt the gold
There's pits in my soul where I can't even go
Dead dirt where the seeds never grow
(Pull the trigger boy, gone let it blow)
Where the voice coming from? I don't know
(And I ain't stop it 'til this motherfucking brains on the floor!)
I ain't stoppin' 'til his motherfuckin' brains on the floor
Smoking like I get high for a living
Enzymes getting high up on my liver
On a legendary run for a sinner
Underground Hans Zimmer, I'm a, yeah, pull up
I'ma die with my head up even when there's no hope
Hands always with the set up so much, They think my fingers broke
This for all my fuckin' people in pain, huggin' fans
Begging her to not cut herself again
They don't fuckin' understand what the shit come with
So please fuck off 'til the Xanax hit

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got this—

Tryna find love, oh, can I?
Stuck in a box, oh shit
Tryna find a way through life, oh can I?
But every time I take another hit
Send the fuckin' money to the 003
Run through hoes in the 613 (ah)
All-black G 63 (ah)
You cannot take my key (get up)
Y'all bitches ain't my type
I ain't tryna wife, but your ass, I like
Niggas know Lovell cause that boy got ties (yeah)
Y'all know I'm never gon' die
Meet her halfway, but at least I try
Money on my head, but I'm never gon' hide
Take it off, bitch, let me see
The pussy pink like toosie
You cannot kill me, boy
When I speak, it's murder
Better start wishin', boy
Just like Timmy Turner
Leave your ass missin', boy
Throw the fuckin' burner
Carried away, bitch, I'm trippin'
Carried away 'cause I'm sinnin', sinnin'

I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene
I got that Xanax flowin' through my bloodstream
Bought them opiates to share with the team
Got that 'Tuss on me and I got the lean
Molly in the water, dance like Selene