Automated
This shit ain't nothing to me, me
unspiritual successor to @dracula rip lil Bro 🙏
I've been fully consumed by hatred, jealousy and lust
Blacked out on the Percocet, ordered a Desert Eagle off Amazon
My shooter a crackhead, he look like Woody Harrelson
Stop lying to yourself and just say you're homeless, you stupid bum
Slurpin' a quick-release Perc off the plate, like a pinto bean
These cops are interrogating me about an ounce of weed, as if I didn't kill an Applebee's hostess two miles away
You ran off with the Diddy Kong
Top shelf zaza disrupted my circadian rhythm
I had a bad bitch in the passenger seat and I pressed the gas and showed her what 485 horsepower feels like. Then she shitted on my seat
This shit ain't nothin' to me, man
Get the president on the phone now, I fronted him a brick, I need my money
Uh-oh, that Henny about to make me shit
I got Midas touch, fuck boy
Smoking a real nuclear shit submarine
You think I care about this shit?
My money long, my pockets deep
I bought her Chanel bags until there was nothing left in her eyes
I'm freebasing Excedrin, pouring my soul into the game
I need to kill! I need to kill!
My watch cost 50 bands and I still don't have time for you fuckboys
