[Intro]

(Yeah, okay, ay)

[Chorus]

Lips cold

Fuck me 'till I'm dead, hoe

Baby, please don't let me go

Break my heart in two and then I fold, huh

Pussy bitch made, built with no back

Watch him fold

Murder, kill shit, psycho, mother fucker

Tell me somethin' I don't know

Yeah, fuck that bitch

Fuck that boy over and get real rich, hah

Ain't that sick, ain't that shit

Yah, ain't that dumb, ain't that sum'

I heard you want some beef so come and get you some

The plasma drips from slits in wrist

Now ain't that fun, you fucking cunt

The blood fills up your lungs

[Verse 1]

I don't need no opportunist fake friends

I don't know when the man ends and snake begins

Desolate, head space, I'm stuck, I need some medicine

Incubus, inside my heart, I think he wants to settle in

Everything I make, food for crows and vultures, bitch

And everything I take, it turns to burnin' smolders quick

Look me in my eyes, you know I never gave you shit

These fucking kids they lie, they never feel the need to die real quick

[Bridge]

I know that God don't praise me

In fact I think he hate me

I don't need no Kanye saving bullshit baby

Fuck 'em, drive 'em crazy

Kurt Cobain, I'm screaming "rape me,"

And you say that you the one

Well you suck at fucking faking

[Chorus]

Lips cold

Fuck me 'till I'm dead, hoe

Baby, please don't let me go

Break my heart in two and then I fold, huh

Pussy bitch made, built with no back

Watch him fold

Murder, kill shit, psycho, mother fucker

Tell me somethin' I don't know

Yeah, fuck that bitch

Fuck that boy over and get real rich, hah

Ain't that sick, ain't that shit

Yah, ain't that dumb, ain't that sum'

I heard you want some beef so come and get you some

The plasma drips from slits in wrist

Now ain't that fun, you fucking cunt

The blood fills up your lungs

[Outro]

(Lips cold

Fuck me 'till I'm dead, hoe

Baby, please don't let me go

Break my heart in two and then I fold, huh

Pussy bitch made, built with no back

Watch him fold

Murder, kill shit, psycho, mother fucker

Tell me somethin' I don't know

Yeah, fuck that bitch

Fuck that boy over and get real rich, hah

Ain't that sick, ain't that shit

Yah, ain't that dumb, ain't that sum'

I heard you want some beef so come and get you some

The plasma drips from slits in wrist

Now ain't that fun, you fucking cunt

The blood fills up your lungs)