Abercrombie lyrics

[Verse]
I'm on your front lawn like, "Trick or treat?"
I spilled all this blood all over me (O-M-G)
I rock two bands in my Hot Topic jeans
I don't even know why they copy me (Yeah, yeah)
I just blew a bag at Abercrombie
Shoot me in the brain, I'm a zombie
Yeah, she sent pictures to me, she was topless (Ah)
Why is everybody on some opp sh*t? (I don't know)
And I don't ever, ever wanna fall in love (I don't)
I need a dumb b*tch and designer drugs
Walk inside the night club, shoot it up
I'm acting like a bimbo, pull me up
This is not a star, this is not a f*cking game
If it's up, it's stuck, you're a motherf*ckin' lame
I'm not having fun, all I really feel is pain
I need a new gun, runny makeup on her face

[Outro]
RIP my hopes and dreams
I fell down like all the leaves
Why does everybody leave me?
Promise you won't leave
Beautiful surgery, I just need my beauty sleep
I just need a hundred racks and plastic surgery