Lyrics

Gotta quit calling me a demon Saying shit like shit and listen, don't think I needed your permission Had me feeling like the villain, I'm not chilling, I don't bleed no strawberry filling, Brain Causally dripping from the ceiling Man, I'm only kidding, well you could miss me, and you can fucking kiss me right where The sun don't see Broken like porcelain Liver was feeling the strain, Spin around the drain Gotta get my fix, bubbly in the mix, let it settle let it sit How much worse could I make it, break in your matrix Red or blue this is feeling like Daja Vu Oh did you know I've been all psycho, Nah what wow, shit is wack bro, pretty lady with the glass for show I'm might get myself some ass tho I'mma make the earth shake with that bass yo And I send that bitches head to space yo, like wow I've been smoking grass and tobacco taking puff puff pass hoe, taking puff puff pass hoe Ain't coming down too quickly Living like you could L-I-V like me Whos on the Loose, sick em if they need proof I said get loose, said get loose, you know I hate your rules Fuck getting high on your own supply You coulda been getting high on L-i-v-y Coulda been high on you and I Now you got me looking like an asshole, cause you said so And the attitude is see-through It ain't the only thing I'm seeing too Shrug it off go ahead and start a brand new Giving you a cold blank stare cause my minds not there Spent three hours on my hair, as if you would care, fucked it up as soon as I'd got there Mouths been feeling like an ashtray Fuck it go ahead and throw your life away Looking at what you put me through, simple math it's like two and two but I'm always Wrong According to you I've been all psycho, Nah what wow, shit is wack bro, pretty lady with the glass for show I'm might get myself some ass tho I'mma make the earth shake with that bass yo And I send that bitches head to space yo, like wow I've been smoking grass and tobacco taking puff puff pass hoe, taking puff puff pass hoe Ain't coming down too quickly Living like you could L-I-V like me Whos on the Loose, sick em if they need proof I said get loose, said get loose, you know I hate your rules Fuck getting high on your own supply You coulda been getting high on L-i-v-y Coulda been high on you and I
Writer(s): Olivia Tafel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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