Heyhey ;) my drop schedule is absolutely fucked rn but I hope y’all enjoy this 😺
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I AM 16, NOTHING ELSE TO FUCKING SAY BITCH
HATE MY FUCKING LIFE, BUT I AINT DOING SHIT TO STOP IT
SLIM WAIST, LOCK JAW, SUMMER BOD, WITH A TAN AND ALL
YOU ALL FUCKING FAKE, AND I MOTHERFUCKING HATE YOU ALL
SOCIETY EXPENSIVE, WHAT THE FUCK IS PENSION, WHY MUST WE EXPRESS THIS MESS
I USED TO SEND A CHRISTMAS MESSAGE
NOW IM SCREAMING, COME ON TEST IT
BITCH YOUR ACT IS UP, GO HOME CRY TO YOUR MOM OR SUM
SAID HE WANNA FIGHT, PULL UP WITH A FUCKING 10 ON 1

I HATE THIS WORLD, EVERYBODY FUCKING LIES TO ME
16 YEARS OF LIFE AND I AM FORCED INTO SOBRIETY
I HATE THIS SIDE OF ME, WANT TO KILL ALL OF SOCIETY
I HAVE CUTS IN MY HEART FROM WHEN PEOPLE TRY TO FLY YOU SEE 

I AM 16, NOTHING ELSE TO FUCKING SAY BITCH
HATE MY FUCKING LIFE, BUT I AINT DOING SHIT TO STOP IT
SLIM WAIST, LOCK JAW, SUMMER BOD, WITH A TAN AND ALL
YOU ALL FUCKING FAKE, AND I MOTHERFUCKING HATE YOU ALL

FUCK YOU AND YOUR FAKE ASS FRIENDS 
YOU CAN SUCK UP ON MY DICK UNTIL THE WORLD ENDS

PUSSY WANNA BARK UP A TREE 
AT ME BITCH
WHAT’S UP? WHO’S NEXT? IT’S ME BITCH

HATEWORLD \ 16 (PROD. PUKECHAMBER)

lyrics <3
LOVE EVERYONE <3
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/44pfaFbH2yrWY9gxZ1L8tO?si=6h76ctpHSSCJr_16eGDHzw
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/rotten-single/1615030456
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Uh fuck off
You wanna be punk 
you got no spunk
You ain’t know shit about this life

I wake up
Wanna die
Gotta get money
On my 9 to 5
Keep a 9 inside
My backpack 
Just incase a crack addict
Wanna bag my fit
Then I get home
Mad as shit
Then I get online
See pussy niggas get numbers
Like bwaaah
Our bass is distorted
Our vocal chords shorted
Please tell my revelance 
Am I important? 

Got my dirty flow
I got it from the south
I know this weird to you
Why you hear my voice?
It’s almost like peculiar
To hear a message

You don’t have a choice
In this matter
Fuck a hatter
Im getting madder every day
Sadder
I’m losing it
Got my head upset
I don’t think I can cool it yet
Need a doobie lit
Raise my crucifix
Feel like the Exorcist
God stab my chest x(2)

Got analogues of THC
Got my O
treated with the methymene 
Call up Heisenburg
He’ll sell you weed

I have ascended
to a higher plane
My mental message
put a bitch on the blade
Keep talking reckless
Get a hole in your brain
This scene is dead
Rotted and filled with snakes

x

GRiT (@gritfuckingsucks)

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