Bulletproof

He's like a drug addict He can barely function without pills, or being drunk off his ass I don't really like Jordy that much He acts like some nice guy but, when you really get to know him He's kinda a piece of shit Bulletproof the black truck, moving hell'a militant Some white people hate me, cause I can't stop all my nigga shit Wake up count my money smoke a cig, and then go beat my dick I overdosed on pain, and this is simply how I deal with it Taking off her bra, I arched my back and then I nut inside She say I'm a dog Well, let's go take me to get euthanized My dad hit it raw, I didn't wanna live this fucking life Upside down my cross, now all my demons getting utilized She say that she love me, but I know that she don't And I only think about her, when I'm high or alone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Tell her that I love her, but she know that I don't And I only think about her, when I'm high or alone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I feel better at home Tippy toes, walk with a stick I like my water on water, (yeah) Suicide, suicidal, fuck around like a revolver I done lost my mind Forgive and forget, I forgot it If you need the best drugs Don't gotta go get it, I got it Bulletproof, black truck Guillotine, surgery Chop the top Money talk, pockets pop Where the ops, spin the block Knock knock, no we not Kick a door, click a Glock In your house, fuck your couch Where the drugs, fuck the cops She say that she love me, but I know that she don't And I only think about her, when I'm high or alone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Tell her that I love her, but she know that I don't And I only think about her, when I'm high or alone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I won't answer my phone Please don't tell me that you miss me, I feel better at home Cut the chain drop the ball Watch that bitch sink Blowing up my phone So I keep that shit on DND I ain't got the time, to explain my rowdy tendencies Overdosed on pain, fast lane, living recklessly I wake up, smoke, drink, fuck, and get money Ass, gas, or grass if you're coming honey Hat, shades, and the boots Make ya bitch fly the coop Blame it all on my roots Baby, I'm bulletproof! Bitch!