Script Lyrics

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my

I can't feel my fucking face

I took a pill, she took like 8

I told her "hit the fucking brakes"

She said she can't she feeling great

I grabbed that ass

That sponge like cake

I hope this ain't a big mistake

This shit so strong it hits like bass

She said she lost in outer space

I told her that shit's A-okay

'Cause I'll give her that milky way

Just get those panties out my way

In her black hole there's no escape

The lean so smooth it tastes like grapes

With chemicals I cannot say

I swear I feel it in my brain

Man I don't even know her name

But I know that I feel her pain

This shit just helps to keep us sane

Our lives remain in full restraint

Ignore the bills when we get mail

And tell em it was hit by rain

And that's why that shit isn't paid

I keep it chill, I keep it plain

A couple pills, some purple lake

But she don't wanna do the same

She want that cane

She want that blow

And now she's trying to grab my phone

And asking who I fucking know

I told her "no, just take it slow."

And out she went, right through the door

And I'm still laying on the floor

I'm wondering if I should go

I'm way too high

The streetlights glow

My eyes so tired

They feeling closed

The air so cold

Like frost, like snow

I look but I can't see this hoe man

Left or right man

Right or left

All I can do is fucking guess

And then pray for the fucking best

'Cause I can't even call the feds

'Cause she'll get linked back to my meds

And if she's dead

It's on my head

Man none of this was even meant

My medicine, it has a dose

Too much and you can comatose

You mix this shit and fuck who knows?

They might have to go get that hose

And stick it down your fucking nose

And keep pushing it down your throat

Then pump your guts until you bloat

Then suck it out, this shit is gross

But if they don't it's tickets bro

Now where's this hoe

It's fucking dark

The dealers chill up at the park

So maybe that's where I should start

My lighter sparks

A car just parked

I see this bitch hop out a yard

And in a car

Man fuck that bar

Cause she might put me behind bars

I thought that we could share our scars

And merge our hearts

But clearly not so here's a tip

Don't share your script

Especially with some psycho bitch

Cause she might trip

But you will fall

And after all it takes one call

And you gon' end up with one call man

Life's too short

To go to court

So don't get caught

With a bitch that snorts

'Cause most of them go overboard

But keep the boat

So say you won't

I hope you don't

I hope you know

That you cannot trust no one bro

Yeah