Music: Thorne Baker/Christian Miner
Um, Teenage Disaster and BLCKK
When you guys make another song, could you make it, maybe, not like, not like "MASK"?
Because I wanted it to be more like, like, you sing, and, and, like, you're going through sometβ
My crib the mother****in' place to go
Let's pop this shit then we can pull out the Rollie
Drive that car, we can crash it like we bought it
Ha, a credit card just to purchase narcotics
Like, ah, and take a pic with me
Yeah, rich mother****er better D-I-E
Yeah, sick with thΠ΅ shit, call up CDC
And we could both burn better, b***h, BTD, uh (Woah, woah, woah)
YΠ΅ah, b***h, two-hundred on the freeway (Yeah)
Detour, I'm whippin' out the piece, b***h, D-Day (Woah)
I stopped givin' a **** when Thorne got four M's (Woah)
I-I'm in his checkin' account spendin' it for him (Yeah)
I couldn't have picked a worse day off
I'm on a fifth of tequila, spittin' on four dead, yeah (Woah, woah)
B***h, they'll never give me awards, so I
Bought some shit that I can't afford (Woah, woah)
Two guns, two cars, two vests, I request (Yeah, yeah)
Faggot-ass rappers, drop a mother****in' address
I don't know who the **** let you get in the practice? (Woah)
Somebody send him a shot, I'ma see if he catch it (Woah)
Mixin' chemicals, b***h, I'm active (Woah)
Keep it steady, that shit reactive (Woah)
Uh, send him to heaven if he a rapper, bow
B***h, yeah, send him a package (Ayy)
My crib the mother****in' place to go
Let's pop this shit then we can pull out the Rollie
Drive that car, we can crash it like we bought it
Ha, a credit card just to purchase narcotics
Say, ah, and take a pic with me
Yeah, rich mother****er better D-I-E
Yeah, sick with the shit, call up CDC
And we could both burn better, b***h, BTD, uh