LostFiles lyrics
by The Virus and Antidote
My computer is on fire,i f*cked up my files
Vhs, a lot of b*tches, but I'm not funny
I'm spinin' my blade and you look like a fake
f*ck your gang and f*ck your bape
Drugs in my veins,cocaine in cake
And you can walk away
I do not understand you,you are talking sh*t
What do you think about when you breathe?
I hate your music, it's just so bad
Weapons in my bag, i go to bed
We will blow up your house,her hair is brown
It's raining now, cold now
I smoke now
This b*tch loves weed
Iron walls, smoking in the dusk
You f*cking duck,you
This b*tch loves dead people
This b*tch will die