lyrics: she shaking the shaft
with the blade on my lap 
anything i say she gonna fold 
i put that girl on hold 
with the knife to her throat 
she begging for me to let go 

oh she loves to go hang
she touching my hands 
but she got a fucking noose on her throat 
she wants to go bang 
but i’m praying she not talking bout the shit with the gangs lil bro

she loving the cash 
with her head on my lap 
is like she tryna play with a fucking cat toy
i swear when i die 
i can’t even lie 
i feel like imma just spawn and redeploy  

she is a sad fan 
like my emo fans 
and the scars in the wrists 
i cannot ignore 
with what i have seen 
my brain is so fucked 
i swear that shit is on life support 

she say she fucking hates on me on low 
but that is okay 
cuz i don’t like internet hoes 

damn all y’all fuckers hoes 

yipping yapping bout ur fucking money 
you pay taxes bitch 
money can do anything for you 
so don’t get cocky bitch 
at ur fucking age my brain being fucked by some fumes 
you wouldn’t be shit without some fucking autotune 

[sample: mid-morning fog by arbour and fantompower]

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