lyrics

skinny white trash from the five one seven 
murder mitten shit this is far from heaven
all my friends are dead, strung out or felons
earthquake shakes when i get to steppin
if you thought you next better get to second guessin
tra$h on the beat bitch my voice be my weapon
silver toungue sword i don’t need no smith & wesson
but the blade on my hip in case i gotta to teach a lesson
walkin thru the halls like a yung school shooter
misfit, reject, substance abuser 
labeled me a lost cause they called me a loser
teenage lost boy fuckin up his future 

2023

DawsonsCreek [prod. ExKid]

mystic white recluse
rip tra$h
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Thanks for having a bop

rip tra$hboi | 2023
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DawsonsCreek [prod. ExKid]

tra$h.