SLIT WRISTS CLUB STAR ##LIGHTSOFF lyrics
by zak hilton
Yah, Yah, Yah
*Adres*
It's like I can't even tell you, yah, yah
It's like they can't even tell you, when they dont f*ck with you
Because like everything I'm doing is what they wanna do, okay
Slit wrists 10 times, how am I not dead yet?
Scratches on the back, zak hilton make her bed wet, yah
I'm in the backseat, f*cked up, ten shots down
I might take another if she bring another round
You ain't nothing to me
Iwalk up in the spot I get my clothes for free
I walk in with your b*tch, they takin' pictures of me
Okay they comin' to my show I'm who they wanna see
Lil bro we ain't friends stop callin' me
(Stop caaaalllinnn')
And I mean that, yah
This is not where u gon' get a rematch
Young emo kid, they wanna be that
I'm the one and f*ckin' only labels see that, damn
It's crazy how I made the wave myself
It's crazy everything I rock I do it with no help
Yeah, you gotta get a stylist for yourself
I heard that b*tch want me back cuz I'm not like nobody else (nah)
This a slit wrist sextape
How he spaz out on a six track mixtape?
Baby I don't even know
Wonder how I'm up bro, I do what you don't
And everybody know, yah they know I'm the one
My entire life is a try not to stunt
Your entire life is a try not to front
I might kill myself before this song is done