Im gonna kick my feet hear the chair go thud
i dont have what it takes to get me, off of these drugs
fill every hole in my ego with a shotgun slug
im doing LSD for breakfast skinniest in the club

lenci on my boot i feel sereene i pour a four
i get fucked up fore we fuck just so you know that mi amor
how can you avoid me when you were just laying next to me
praying that this cocaine from a street plug is the death of me

staying up late looking at the words you said to me
looking at the options you can go and choose instead of me
send a fucking message and get left on fucking read
im gonna leave this fucking earth with 7 gunshots in my head

Waster

This the typa shit that make you feel good

next up to fall off 🥱
realmuted on the gram

Waster

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