if someone touches, i dont wanna care
u dont wanna talk bitch i would understand
i dont wanna like this, something to count
its just that rn u think im fine
u dont have to say shit i just go down
i dont want the dark in my light, so now
i should have come back n it dies on me
u dont have to text when u like something
i dont have 2 talk cuz im kinda scared
idk what u like cuz im not there
see u in the trees on the days im not sick
u gon fucking die if my days dont end

white hoe she on ketamine
drugs they feel like therapy
wired off the phetamine
she fuck like we not frenemies
it’s great that they don’t notice me
i be where the potions be
that’s your hoe then why she posting me
getting racks like post to be
he mad that they all knowing me
shooters where his shows be
molly eyes i’m rolling
feels nice you don’t know me
ofc cool that i’m not there cause if i was you wouldn’t notice me
oxy got me itchy, stuck up like i’m bitchy
you think i don’t know if i was broke you wouldn’t kiss me
feel like lain there’s not fixing
wired i’m like disney
you been on your phone all god damn day boy you’re a pick me
walk in she like pick me
flyer than a dove you could never get with me

i got sick, i eat light ft. 80cry (eightcler)

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