DROP DEAD! lyrics

[Intro: UpVampin]
I want more of the sh*ts, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the f*ck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, f*ckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
b*tch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on—
She will forever haunt me

[Chorus: UpVampin]
I want more of the sh*ts, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the f*ck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, f*ckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
b*tch, don't love mе, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on thе floor
We got so much f*ckin' snow, but lil' b*tch, it ain't cold
Spending hella f*ckin' money, order ten packs, 'cause I'm bored
She says that she likes my sharp teeth, I tell her that I like racks
Tonight, I'm going f*ckin' broke, but tomorrow I'll make it back

[Verse: kets4eki]
All the sh*t I went through, b*tch, I swear you wouldn't get it
Grab another bottle, only thing to help forget it
These b*tches lookin' at us, you know that they just can't help it
These lames, they tryna be like us, our sh*t, can't replicate it
Walk into the club, don't give a f*ck, we gettin' high as sh*t
Pop another pill, mix that sh*t, yeah, we candy flip
Ice on my wrist, on my neck, yeah, you know we rich
Your friends, bunch of fakes, bunch of lames, yeah, just watch them switch
[Chorus: UpVampin]
I want more of the sh*ts, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the f*ck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, f*ckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
b*tch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on the floor
We got so much f*ckin' snow, but lil' b*tch, it ain't cold
Spending hella f*ckin' money, order ten packs, 'cause I'm bored
She says that she likes my sharp teeth, I tell her that I like racks
Tonight, I'm going f*ckin' broke, but tomorrow I'll make it back

[Outro: UpVampin]
I want more of the sh*ts, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the f*ck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, f*ckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
b*tch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on the floor