s/o XAN he killed it.
see u in my dreams.

ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

DREAM GIRL. (ft. XAN) (prod. Trip 7)

s/o XAN he killed it.

see u in my dreams.
ZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz......

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2am you on my mind
chop the addy with an amex snort a line
white teeth but they stained wit red wine
she came wit him but now she sayin that she mine 

princeton university that brain on ivy league 
she like to smoke and kick it yeah she on the soccer team 
i pop a xan she pop a xan we got anxiety 
she throw up everything she eat my baby dieting 

all saint jeans 
air force 1s 
told my mama i'm sorry i can't lay off of these drugs 
told my baby i'm sorry i could never fall in love 
couple hours imma crash right now i'm feelin up 

2am you on my mind
chop the addy with an amex snort a line
white teeth but they stained wit red wine 
she came wit him but now she sayin that she mine

 
you on my mind all day and i can't get you off it 
she said she want a rover so i went and bought it
cartier on her wrist drippin like a faucet 
and it's natural we ain't gotta force it 
bag a blow whiter than my air forces 
i been drinkin codeine all day startin to hear voices 

2am you on my mind
chop the addy with an amex snort a line
white teeth but they stained wit red wine 
she came wit him but now she sayin that she mine

2am (prod. Syndrome)

she dont even fuck with me 
i dont wanna fuckin breathe 

white picket fences benzo prescriptions 
she don’t talk 2 much but i could tell she listen 
i don’t talk 2 much but that’s because i am sippin 
and i ain’t gotta job sorry momma i’m flippin 

she left yesterday 
i might od today 
percocet and codeine but i still feel the pain 
kissed me in the rain
white tee still got makeup stains

barely even made her plane 

but i know it could never be 
there’s somethin u don’t see in me 
well baby let’s play makebelieve 

peter pan ain’t growin up 
i got cookies in my blunt i don’t really give a fuck 

i ain’t boutta fall in love i ain’t even 21 imma run my money up
cop that benzo truck 
matte black bloody guts
tell a bitch good luck 
rest in peace 2 GUS 

white picket fences benzo prescriptions 
she don’t talk 2 much but i could tell she listen 
i don’t talk 2 much but that’s because i am sippin 
and i ain’t gotta job sorry momma i’m flippin 

she dont even fuck with me 
i dont wanna fuckin breathe

stepdad

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