Bitch I

Face Sess

Fuck the rest

Trappin' out, blackin' out, I live for death

Scrappin' with all of my demons at rest

In my head I am fucked up, filled with dread

Yuh, yuh, lead to my head

Yuh, yuh, tied up to my bed

Yuh, yuh, they calling me when I am sleeping

I'm peeping the devil so red

Said stop with all that fronting shit

Cock block you, now who you fuckin' with?

Opps stop you right up in public

I'm piercing cartilages with

Dirty heroin needles now it look like you infected

Grant my death wish

Bitch I'm moving too funny but that's my method

Yuh, get to the cash

I'm moving' fast

And also losin' all my past

I'm cruisin' and hallucinating

Bitch, my brain has turned to ash

Dope by my side got me hip to the jive

Slow up your roll, bitch we moving in 5's

Don't get the dough cause it changes your life

Get dough for the bros and the hoes you excite

I'm scraping' keef up with my muhfuckin' debit card

Tryna roll a blunt but I'm so high

I won't finish it all

This a dark tune, not a muhfuckin' sing-along

Bring your bong and the strong that we don't be coppin' from y'all

Marinate in my fuckin' marijuana potion

Scary things, whenever I cough, bitch I be chokin'

Rare like a canary but I'm barely flying' sober

Gettin' high all by myself, but Lync has always been a Loner

Bitch

Hey, what up, nice to meet ya

I'm beatin' a seagull

In other words I'm whippin' a bird, I'm lethal

I see through

All these pussy boys, I be cool

You be blue balled when I reach for people

I'm back

Back and attacking the low

Stack all of my dollar bills more

Whack, but only in the eyes of foes

Crack backs and splatter some hoes

Yuh

You will not know me as past tense

All of these pussies, they pay rent

And talk like they got it, I'm masing

Satan's lobotomy

Don't creep up out of me

I'm with the prodigies

Got lots of dope, but the hoes I got one my G

I can never fuck with fake mentality

I can never fuckin' raise my salary

Still I'll be talkin' that sad shit

Raise up your cactus

Day ones know my atlas

Blasting off, I spear you like Edge

Feel all the blood is rushing to my head

Bitch I'm a tortured soul at heart

I'm only happy when my girl's in my bed

Bitch I'm a cold, gross scar

Stickin' on Mother Earth's skin till I'm dead

And you can be happy if you want it and I want it now, yeah

I wish I had the mental power like a fuckin' crown, yeah

All of these bitch boys making this shit noise and it's way too loud

Kickin' up chronic leaves as marijuana fills my clouds