Wallet lyrics

(Damn Brandon, that's cold)

[Verse 1: Golden BSP]
I am p*ssed I don't really wanna live but I do let it bang I'ma load the f*cking clip
Let it shoot bodies drop
I don't really wanna watch, But I do, I'm depressed look at me I am a mess I am a loser
Bag full of bullet on my back got a shooter
Backpack full of Za' strapped anthrax duct tape hacked I'ma leave blood on ya bathmat
Black mask I don't want 'em knowing what I'm doing

[Chorus: Golden BSP]
f*ck you (?) stop blowing up my f*ckin' phone
(?)
Stay to myself I don't got no one to talk to
Stay to myself babe your the f*cking problem
Bullet in your head looking like a problem solver
If you asking me I don't see no other option
I could make you disappear like money in my wallet
I could make you disappеar for money in my wallet

[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
I can make you disappеar like money in my wallet
I just got some pills and I do not know what to call it
Crush it, sniff it up and oh my god I'm feeling nauseous
No wait I feel wonderful I think I'm bout to vomit
All on my shoe (uh, yuh)
All in the coupe (uh, yuh)
All in my hair (yuh) b*tch it got got puke (uh, yuh)
I just run it up like I don't know what else to do (ooh)
You ain't met a Macc before I guess you never knew
Pony got some yola I think I'ma try that too (ooh)
Uh yuh this sh*t..,*sniff* (oh!) this sh*t ooh (uh)
Don't be standing close to me lil b*tch I need some room (back it up!)
I can not be f*cking with goofy's when I'm on shrooms (nah-nah!)
I'm just getting f*cked up cause I got some sh*t to do *scream*
Bout to pull up at the school with the broom like
[Chorus: Golden BSP]
f*ck you (?) stop blowing up my f*ckin' phone
(?)
Stay to myself I don't got no one to talk to
Stay to myself (?) your the f*cking problem
Bullet in your head looking like a problem solver
If you asking me I don't see no other option
I could make you disappear like money in my wallet
I could make you disappear for money in my wallet