washed up slut Video (MV)

Sitting in my room with my shoes on my bed like I never gave a f*ck
If you really cared about me, would you try
To link or something but you never hit me up
I was chillin', watchin' MTV, 90s clips not new the shit cause it sucks
Then my plug called my phone
I said, bitch, leave me alone I'm really tryna sober up
Yeah my mattress on the floor
Tell me what you came for
Did you want me
My look's or my bucks
I could count them right in front of you
And then I'd tried to talk to you
And you would tell me, "shut the f*ck up!"
And I'll turn it to a homicide
And wait until she f*cking cries from suicide
She's covered in my blood
But I still got my f*ckin' life
I just wanted to traumatize a drugged up, washed up slut
She's known for asking questions I don't have the answer to
What does she want from me?
Money, fame, or just company?
Yo, f*ck that, f*ck a bitch for that
F*ck my ex, that bitch is f*ckin' wack
Love my new bitch, beamer whip on that
I put 5 fingerprints against her ass
Yeah my mattress on the floor
Tell me what you came for
Did you want me
My look's or my bucks
I could count them right in front of you
And then I'd tried to talk to you
And you would tell me, "shut the f*ck up!"
And I'll turn it to a homicide
And wait until she f*cking cries from suicide
She's covered in my blood
But I still got my f*ckin' life
I just wanted to traumatize a drugged up, washed up slut
My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)
My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)
My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)
My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)