​runway lyrics

by

kurtains


[Chorus: kurtains]
Treat it like a fashion, I know, they wanna be me
Walking down the runway, modeling with Glaivey
Yeah, we dressed up, for a nice occasion
Spinna on my hip and it hates 'em, got my—
Treat-Treat it like a fashion, I know, they wanna be me
Walking down the runway, modeling with Glaivey
Yeah, we dressed up, for a nice occasion
Spinna on my hip and it hates 'em, got they heart racin—

[Verse 1: Wido]
W-W-Wanted me to die, yeah, hit me up, it's too late
Yeah, I know they hate mе, but we own the runway
Put you in a trash can, your sh*t is containers
You can plеase me three ways, euro, dollars, pesos
Stop walkin', m-m-m-make me want to die
They pull up with 3s and 5s, I pull up with dirty knives
Call me Mr. Suicide, 'cause I want my own homicide
Pills and water on my left shoulder, syringe on my right

[Chorus: kurtains]
Treat it like a fashion, I know, they wanna be me
Walking down the runway, modeling with Glaivey
Yeah, we dressed up, for a nice occasion
Spinna on my hip and it hates 'em, got my—
Treat-Treat it like a fashion—
[Verse 2: heroine diaries]
If we talkin' pills, then you know I f*cking need it (f*cking need it)
I've been state to state, ask your girl, she be fiendin' (She be fiendin')
They don’t want smoke, all I hear is f*cking squealing (f*cking squealing)
Yeah, she broke my *****, pass the Xannies, get to healin' (get to healin')
Why the f*ck your fit so basic?
Pull up on 'em, leave them faceless
f*ck my home town, I'm most hated
Small town kids, ain't been much places (Facts)
Start to feel normal so I think I need the benzos
Crying like a b*tch when he find out in the friend zone (In the friend zone)
Heard his new tape, I said, "Who the f*ck this Bladee clone?"
Kill myself tonight just so I don't have to be alone

[Chorus: kurtains]
(I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I know) I know, they wanna be me
Walking down the runway, modeling with Glaivey
Yeah, we dressed up, for a nice occasion
Spinna on my hip and it hates 'em, got they heart racing
(I-I-I know) I know, they wanna be me
Walking down the runway, modeling with Glaivey
Yeah, we dressed up, for a nice occasion
Spinna on my hip and it hates 'em, got they heart racing
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