​nirvana lyrics

[Chorus]
My slime in the trap, uh (What the f*ck?)
But he still got feelings, yeah (What the f*ck?)
I can't feel nothing, tuh
I get Penicillin
I get high as the f*ck til’ I’m up in the ceiling, yeah (What the f*ck?)
I feel like the villain, hm (Yeah)
Man, these drugs killing me (Yeah)
But it got me chillin’, yeah
And it got me trim, yeah
Higher than a blimp, yeah
That lil' boy a simp
I put holes in him like Kim
Bul-Bullets in him, make him limp

[Verse]
Rock out like Nirvana (Vana)
In this bih' wit' Sama (BOY-)
Boa, I need them commas, ye-yeah
Boa, f*ck them dramas (Boy, f*ck you, n*gga)
Need the blue like Obama (f*ck you, n*gga)
n*ggas talk like DJ Drama, uh
Huh, shut the f*ck up
n*gga, I had to run my bucks up
She don't gеt no racks, she a busser
He hatin' on mе but I don't give a f*ck
Me and my twin in that Bentley truck
You wanna run up? n*gga, try ya’ luck, uh (You can try yo’ luck)
Walk up in the function, throw that money in the air, yeah
I just smoked like ten blunts, n*gga, I can't hear ya’
Go, go (Bee, bee)
[Chorus]
My slime in the trap, uh (What the f*ck?)
But he still got feelings, yeah (What the f*ck?)
I can't feel nothing, tuh
I get Penicillin
I get high as the f*ck til’ I’m up in the ceiling, yeah (What the f*ck?)
I feel like the villain, hm (Yeah)
Man, these drugs killing me (Yeah)
But it got me chillin’, yeah
And it got me trim, yeah
Higher than a blimp, yeah
That lil' boy a simp
I put holes on him like Kim
Bul-Bullets in him, make him limp