Lyrics 

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with a goth bitch
oh lord help me 
said she speak my language 
(ughhh)
its unhealthy 
(im gonna spend eternity alone with barely any swag)
im up inna trapspot 
cocaine like a sandwich 
keep me away from percocets 
its way too easy to down one
with a goth bitch 
look just like me
im so helpless
she so icy

i got AR wimme 
and my shooter wimme
ion got no tattoos 
she tryna give some to me

with a goth bitch
oh lord help me
said she speak my language 
its unhealthy
posted in the trapspot
cocaine like a sandwich
baddest bitch the evil one 
and she keep tryna bite me

oh its said 
and i flex like a hypebeast
woe is green just like weed 
it excite me yuh 
oh she bad really bad like red lighting
told her dont you pull up on me 
cuz im not piping 
what she said inna text 
said we fighting
i came out that bitch barely surviving 
im so helpless 
she so icy 
with a goth bitch 
oh lord help me
she look just like me 
and she speak my language 
this shit get unhealthy 
oh lord help me 
with a goth bitch 
look just like me 
said she speak my language 
inna trapspot
cocaine like a sandwich
oh lord help me 
with a goth bitch 
look just like me 
said she speak my language 
it gets unhealthy 
ion got no tattoos she tryna give some 
to me
with a goth bitch oh lord help me 
said she speak my language 
its unhealthy
im up inna trapspot 
cocaine like a sandwich
keep that girl away from me 
if you dont want her leavin

(squad! yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah 
Zbody Baby im in this bitch fashoskles)

hotbox the whip too cold when i hopped out
steamed up my bifocals 
told that girl that i fuck wit her raw
but i cant make her my focus 
they said im trippin cant take this wimme 
when im dead and frozen 
watch how i post up in my coffin 
with all this golden!

all this money on my body 
i know who she choosin 
you gotta accept it aint the nigga fault when
yo hoe be goin 
pop out Yves Saint Laurent 
im smokin the weed by the lawn 
and most of my shit from milan 
my hoes and my clothes too 
my drugs and my bows too
we niggas dont know you 
ye
we cop out the whole booth 
i fuck with you girl lemme show you 
okay lemme froze you 
okay lemme hold you
okay let me go, you 
i sauce up the phone 
no pro tools

i just caught the little nigga lackin
i did what i had to do walk up and slap him
(skrrt)
skrt around inside a lincoln or ladic
i do magic with me a backwood 
my wodie push up in a lexus with stick
and do damage delete all the texting 
when she seen me first time in person 
she showin me shit that she practice gymnastics 
i take out the package do backflip
and put that lil pussy in my stomach 
for breakfast 
my phone it be tweakin and geekin 
i needa get a new one this motherfucker 
crashin
you see me outside and im laggin
that mean that i maxxed out the drugs B 
ignoring you countin up cash 
too locked in that is what it must be 

hotbox the whip too cold when i hop out steamed up my bifocals 
(skrrt)
ready the wood put that to the face 
face that life way too goated
ye ye
and i told her she cool like spray but i cant
fall in love thats bogus
and you look just like my type too bad i cant
make you my focus

yuh
im smokin exotic no spray 
(no spray)
i just got my fuckin nose pierced 
(nose pierced)
i just went somewhere that i aint been
(i aint been)
still actin jus like i been here

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Sumgoinn

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