Goth Gang lyrics

[verse:]
Gold wrist, gold b*tch, sweeping wit a gold broom
She was looking like a f*ckin' angel when I saw her
Bought a pink hat , reminds of pink vag
Filipino senses tingling I'm gonna eat that, f*ck
What is this sh*t that I go through?
Wait, why we always do what were told to
If u want something do it for you
Cuz you might pick a career that ain't for you
All I see is hate, all I see is hate stop it
Blah blah these f*cks make me wanna vomit
Goth gang b*tch Now the people look in at me weird
I'm so stressed out I could really use a couple beers
Smashing these boxes like my name was crash
Chewing the shrooms & I'm bumping some dash
She ask what my language I told her it's cash
If she ain't talking money I don't understand
I noticed people can be fragile, d rose
They wanna gamble with game , Pete rose
I'm trying make it like Steph makes free throws
Maybe find a darskin b*tch who can deep throat