Pussy how he talkin with his face all numb
F*cken read about it, bitch I bake in the sun
Go ahead and mount it, with that cake and sum buns
Homie hands in pocket with his face in the mud
I'm staying f*cked up, cuz all you bitches sad to me
I keep my gun up, and pray my fate ain't catching me
I know I been stuck, I'm pulling teeth and cavities
I creep when all the lights out, make home movies and casualties
I pop my veins, can't pick ya brain, I go and start to sink
I'm scraping all my shit and going mute, that shit ain't hard to me
The Bastard '24 I'm either made or falling off the seam
I just need a minute, just a little f*cken time to think
Pussy in the ocean, bitch I'm poaching, caught his ass in reef
Yea I been an addict, like I'm itching for a taste of pink
Homie going mute, he ain't speaking, he ain't f*cking blink
It's an episode, you knew I'm on the f*cken brink
You know I snort the pain right off my f*cken Trevor sink
I need my taint, and I ain't waiting till the end of week
Bitch I'm making movies, wish I had the time to speak