INSANE! lyrics

by

Øxid



[Intro: Øxid]
(You need Øxid)
Party at the club, all these b*tches f*ck
Get on me at the club, they party, but I'm on my own

[Chorus: Øxid]
Th-Th-They was just screaming out my name
She wanna walk, but I'm too faded
Get on the floor, baby, I'm too insane
Got diamonds on my chain
Bi-Bi-b*tch, I'm carrying the scene
Got some molly, got some weed
Yeah, your idol's pedophile
Girl, watch me
Pop all night, and your b*tch is by my side
It's 3 a.m. tonight, we gonna have fun
There's not enough drugs in my way to feel it like insane
This b*tch want on my di*k, there's no sh*t to blame

[Verse 1: Proxie]
Blood dripping from my nose, she's acting like a ho
We ain't stoppin' the party, she is throwin' mе her clothes
She wanna keep 'еm off, I like you, emo girl
We can move to the bathroom, twenty minutes 'til I'm gone
Make it clap, I see you doin' right
That fat ass, b*tch, it looks so fine
I ain't never gettin' tired of you
Just come in my bed tonight
[Chorus: Øxid]
Th-Th-They was just screaming out my name
She wanna walk, but I'm too faded
Get on the floor, baby, I'm too insane
Got diamonds on my chain
Bi-Bi-b*tch, I'm carrying the scene
Got some molly, got some weed
Yeah, your idol's pedophile
Girl, watch me
Pop all night, and your b*tch is by my side
It's 3 a.m. tonight, we gonna have fun
There's not enough drugs in my way to feel it like insane
This b*tch want on my di*k, there's no sh*t to blame

[Bridge: Zhunii]
Feelin' rockstar all the night, crazy b*tches, they all mine
There's nothing in my mind, so I feel alright
Wearin' baggies just for fun, this scene is so f*cked up
Just realize that your f*cking idol is pedophile

[Verse 3: Zhunii]
sh*t, I feel I'm going insane, try to catch us at the rave
Baby, put it down until your legs scream, "Go away"
Screaming, "Go away", f*ck this sh*t, I'm going insane
Ride on it while moaning my name, I won respect, not the same
Walkin' 'round the fashion week, tryna play the hide and seek
Your words killing me, spitting up until I'm feeling sick
Walkin' 'round the fashion week, tryna play the hide and seek
Your words killing me, spitting up until I'm feeling sick
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