letra de stripes - yunggoth✰
[intro]
uh
yeah
[chorus]
i get f-cking sad when you call me on my phone
tellin’ me you hate me and i really wanna go (go)
i hate my life (uh-uh), i hate my life (yeah)
you want me dead (want me dead), i hate my life (uh-uh-uh)
f-ck up on the set (it’s on sight), yeah, it’s on sight
choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo f-cking sh-t, yeah
you a fake blood, talking like you in that sh-t
i f-ck you up and chop, yeah, second thought i’m bagging sh-t
yeah, it’s a fact, it’s a fact that you faking sh-t
i-i got f-cking demons in the closet tryna take yo sh-t
don’t f-cking lack (don’t), right behind yo back (uh)
shoot you in yo chest (yeah), you got heart attack
now this b-tch is sad (uh-uh), b-tch i got my stash
riding solo like flare, guess you kinda glare
uh, that’s just how it goes
money in the bag and drugs and h-lla hoes (yeah)
[verse 1]
flag me all you want, i’ma do what i want
see me up my set, this is upset
i just f-ckin’ stunt (huh), i ain’t wanna stunt
see me all upset (yeah), now they wanna flex
yeah, i got a set (yeah), throw it when i rep
f-ck up out my vet (yeah), let me f-ck a check (i f-ck you)
d-mn you a hoe, i get my f-ckin’ benna plug (yeah, yeah)
guess i gotta go, i’m gonna blast you, little hoe (you little)
tryna f-ck around, i back it up, i serve yo mouth, (yeah)
bags in my (?), bank on the (?)
[chorus]
i get f-cking sad when you call me on my phone
tellin’ me you hate me and i really wanna go (go)
i hate my life (uh-uh), i hate my life (yeah)
you want me dead (want me dead), i hate my life (uh-uh-uh)
f-ck up on the set (it’s on sight), yeah, it’s on sight
choppas in the whip (in the), blow yo f-cking sh-t, yeah
you a fake blood, talking like you in that sh-t
i f-ck you up and chop, yeah, second thought i’m bagging sh-t
yeah, it’s a fact, it’s a fact that you faking sh-t
i-i got f-cking demons in the closet tryna take yo sh-t
don’t f-cking lack (don’t), right behind yo back (uh)
shoot you in yo chest (yeah), you got heart attack
now this b-tch is sad (uh-uh), b-tch i got my stash
riding solo like flare, guess you kinda glare
uh, that’s just how it goes
money in the bag and drugs and h-lla hoes (yeah)
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