Lyrics: zeija kun/arti xan
Music: zeija kun/arti xan
I'll pop a Glock in your mouth and make a brain slushy
Keep on wasting my time, meanwhile I'm just getting drunk
Internet g******gers that keep sucking on my c**k
They don't know that I pull up, shoot 'em with a ****ing Glock
That's why I ****ed your b***h in the back of the ****ing club!
In the back of the club
I'm with arti talking shit, but we keep on going up
**** all my opps, they hate me 'cause they like to talk
Keep on staying irrelevant, while I am doing shows in LAX
All I do is designer drugs
I'm with arti 'n you keep on pulling up
Off a couple mollies 'n lots of bud
Baby, I don't give a ****!
Me 'n zeija in the club and we getting way too ****ed up
We don't give a ****, so we doin' hella hard drugs
Mollies kinda crazy 'n she got me feelin' heart crushed
When I feel that comedown, we just drink until our heart stop
Feel the liver damage, but we never stop
You can pour a double 'n I'll drink it all
I just flew to Poland 'cause I wanted Wock'
We sippin' red syrup like it's Wocky slush
Yeah
We just staying way too lit
Gettin' crunk like it's no one's business
Party hard 'cause we know that we are the shit
Keep on wasting my time, meanwhile I'm just getting drunk
Internet g******gers that keep sucking on my c**k
They don't know that I pull up, shoot 'em with a ****ing Glock
That's why I ****ed your b***h in the back of the ****ing club!