she cuts (feat. VampViolence) lyrics

by

Heymylan



[vampviolence]

Girl f*cked up in the head sending pics of the slits on her wrists
It dont matter tho thats still my b*tch
Ride around my town with a 30 in my clip
She pay gasoline to- f*ck i just burnt my lip

Girl f*cked up in the head sending pics of the slits on her wrists
It dont matter tho thats still my b*tch
Ride around my town with a 30 in my clip
Chiefin' gasoline to- f*ck i just burnt my lip
Me and this blunt, romeo and juliet
.38 special to my head, russian roulette
Playin games wit me, get yo ass smoked cigarette
You a rookie to the scene dont you know that im a vet?
Im just tryna roll up and watch the sunset, look over at my ho like u havin fun yеt?
Boy u doin all that rah-rah but dont even got a gun yet?
Smokе in my eyes got me cryin like im choppin onions-

I can't stop cutting myself i just want to die

Girl f*cked up in the head sending pics of the slits on her wrists
It dont matter tho thats still my b*tch
Ride around my town with a 30 in my clip
Chiefin' gasoline to- f*ck i just burnt my lip
Me and this blunt, romeo and juliet
.38 special to my head, russian roulette
Playin games wit me, get yo ass smoked cigarette
You a rookie to the scene dont you know that im a vet?
Im just tryna roll up and watch the sunset, look over at my ho like u havin fun yet?
Boy u doin all that rah-rah but dont even got a gun yet?
Smoke in my eyes got me cryin like im choppin onions
Used to hit that store, get the 2 for 1, cheetos n funyuns
Now the gas that i smoke so loud this sh*t is pungent
All that hatin' that you doin on the net that sh*t redundant
Light yo ass up with this .45, final judgement
[mylan]
Get up out my way 'fore i turn u to a present
Smokin on this good gas louder than sum onions
U flex two bands out your pocket thats nothin
Im stackin up my bands, im stackin up my chicken
Im tryna get rich grindin all day im on a mission
Up all day grind out a joint before i rip it
Glock like a beyblade, cuz i rip it
I break her back every night she sound like a cricket
Im makin music every day till i touch the ticket
She thought she was stayin at my place i told her kick it
I love makin music every day yes im addicted
Distrokid pay me every month got bands in my pocket
You really want beef with me did you forget the Glock in my pocket
I put it in her system, its all in her socket
You said u was gon' kill me, boy please drop it
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