(prod. Matthew Derry)

van hellsings verse: 

Homie said I needa chill
 I said fr gang
 pull up to the Starbucks
 all these bitches know our names yuh yuh yuh,

And I’m fucking insane
 I gotta crack brain
 I might not live to see another day ay, 
chillin in the parking lot with Declan Ventura
 I just popped a pill in my throat
 it’s fucking burning yuh yuh,
 I look so good in my godamn demonias
 stupid fat bitch asking me for my number 
 always got some problems
 like lil bitch I ain’t no plumber
 desecrate ur casket
 oh shit that’s a bumber 
 girlfriend fucked me over
 like oh shit i really loved her
 jk little bitch I ain’t ur boy toy 
get the fuck out my face.
 Chillin in the parking lot with Declan Ventura
 I just popped a pill
 in my throat it’s fucking burning yuh yuh 
 I gotta big ol fat blunt gonna pass that shit to hallowed
 he got guns boy gonna blast u in your frontal lobe,
 
yung emo verse:

bitch my name is hallowed 
ill bust u in your frontal lobe
got u bleedin out all over the club floor
wheres the racks i need some more
kickin down yo damn door
bitch i went to starbucks 
met ur girl shes a whore
me n lance in our robins 
bitch we need some more yuh
walk up in my school they know i got aura
trues stackin on the timbs
sawed off blowin off yo limbs
ion got no damn friends 
by my lonely til the end
poppin pills like declan
gotta smith n wesson 
shawty say she leaving me 
i say whats the reason
ion got no morals nothing to believe in
nah there’s nothing to believe in

starbucks w/yung emo

van hellsing