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WAKE UP!!! Video (MV)




Performed By: Loser
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: loser .




Loser - WAKE UP!!! Lyrics




Drugs all in my system if you wonder why I'm buggin
I slit my wrist so f*ckin' much that now I bleed out nothin
Sometimes when I am all alone I'm with myself, we fussin
I ain't bluffin' when I untuck what's been tucked under my stomach bitch

See through clips
Hollow tips
Told the bitch to suck my dick
Hit a lick, take a blick, if I don't I might get hit
Swallow spit, cause I don't open my mouth in front of tricks
If you snitch, just another kid, stuff you in the fridge

Body parts dismembered like words in a magazine
I reach back for the Mac between the two seats
Then I stack the green thers a demon comin' after me
I've been racin' but I'm in a dream
Motivation is what I seek
I've been patient im feelin weak hoe

Just another drive-by
Kill them all because I'm high
Serpent that can breathe fire
She lickin' on my V-line
Mr. Glitch, I pop with sticks, I'm buggin' but I'll be fine
Years ago, had told her, yo, I promise that you'll be mine

Drinkin' on the 40
I sip it slowly
Hold my keys and take my phone, please
In case I OD
If I don't, I'll smoke some mo' trees
It's lookin' smoky
Now I'm feelin' extra ghostly
Cause I'm so lonely

If I ever gave a f*ck, bitch, I want it back
Wrapped all black
Got a bitch, she a badass, and her ass fat
F*ck-boy, leave your brains in someone's lap
Let your body crawl around like a fiend waiting for crack

Yeah, pull up to the party like, who the f*ck invited loser . ?
Came and hopped off of my scooter
Schoolin' with a couple shooters
It was madness, I was Buddha

Put the tool right to your face to scare you
But I really do it, poppin' off like lids on glue sticks
Don't got no more options, ya shakin' and I left you toothless
But I'm feelin' useless
So don't use it
I'ma f*ckin' do it
On my chest, you know I gotta vest, man, I don't gotta prove it
But I just shot myself in the head and I'm not f*ckin' movin
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Drugs all in my system if you wonder why I'm buggin
I slit my wrist so f*ckin' much that now I bleed out nothin
Sometimes when I am all alone I'm with myself, we fussin
I ain't bluffin' when I untuck what's been tucked under my stomach bitch

See through clips
Hollow tips
Told the bitch to suck my dick
Hit a lick, take a blick, if I don't I might get hit
Swallow spit, cause I don't open my mouth in front of tricks
If you snitch, just another kid, stuff you in the fridge

Body parts dismembered like words in a magazine
I reach back for the Mac between the two seats
Then I stack the green thers a demon comin' after me
I've been racin' but I'm in a dream
Motivation is what I seek
I've been patient im feelin weak hoe

Just another drive-by
Kill them all because I'm high
Serpent that can breathe fire
She lickin' on my V-line
Mr. Glitch, I pop with sticks, I'm buggin' but I'll be fine
Years ago, had told her, yo, I promise that you'll be mine

Drinkin' on the 40
I sip it slowly
Hold my keys and take my phone, please
In case I OD
If I don't, I'll smoke some mo' trees
It's lookin' smoky
Now I'm feelin' extra ghostly
Cause I'm so lonely

If I ever gave a f*ck, bitch, I want it back
Wrapped all black
Got a bitch, she a badass, and her ass fat
F*ck-boy, leave your brains in someone's lap
Let your body crawl around like a fiend waiting for crack

Yeah, pull up to the party like, who the f*ck invited loser . ?
Came and hopped off of my scooter
Schoolin' with a couple shooters
It was madness, I was Buddha

Put the tool right to your face to scare you
But I really do it, poppin' off like lids on glue sticks
Don't got no more options, ya shakin' and I left you toothless
But I'm feelin' useless
So don't use it
I'ma f*ckin' do it
On my chest, you know I gotta vest, man, I don't gotta prove it
But I just shot myself in the head and I'm not f*ckin' movin
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