CRASH DUMMIES Lyrics

My old body's under the cemetery it's ancient

Livin' in this new one is plenty scary it's dangerous, it's dangerous

I can't get along with just anybody I'm anxious, I'm anxious

Bateman on a bitch, there's no way I could explain this, no way

I don't need no label I'm doin' it on my own, me

One too many questions you ruin it on the phone, stop

Kat Von D is tattooing him on the bone, hey

FBI's most wanted was Hooligan all along

Patient number 003 is showing symptoms

Leaning on a cane, I can't walk I'm bout to pimp 'em, I'm bouta

Who you think gives all the premonitions to The Simpsons, that's right

Karma doing circles 'round you boy ya ain't a victim, at all

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em

Stick 'em, ha ha ha

Step aside won't take me long

Hack the system Ada Wong

That's a crater in my stomach

Went on live and ate a bomb

All these chapters in my book of spells

Cast 'em wave a wand

Pop was buying drugs for me 20 ball to mow the lawn

I don't want that chick you claim

I don't rep that clique you bang

Tranquilizer get you tame

Panda King jiu-jitsu flame

Pulled up uninvited just to find out you a bit too lame

Smilin' cuz the moon is full and I don't know what bit you mane

Keep on pointing fingers though

See how far that get you mane

Wait I think I feel it

You'll be certain when it hit you mane

Sneak diss I will never but that shoe look like it fit you mane

Paranoid in public add that to my list of issues mane

You thought this was a date night

Started feeling funny when I hit it

This is laced right?

I would kill myself but I would rather make you hate life

Chew you up and spit you out

Mushrooms what you taste like

IG models only show you love when it's the fake type

First I cut my wrist and then go swimming with a great white

She like Senses Fail, that's why she got snake bites, I like that

Since the sandbox, I could never play nice, never

This is something you don't witness everyday, right

Who hurt you?, uh uh

I murked you, uh uh

Every night you run on home like you got curfew, pussy

Pack my bags, left the nest with the Bird Flu

Wrap my whip around a tree I get the urge to

Crash dummies, ay

Everybody ain't Theo Von but they do act funny, ay

She get a tip alright, but she don't get no cash from me, ay

Okay tough guy, I don't want no smoke that's bad for me

Fuck that, today's my day

So it's gon' be your last honey

Ha, ha ha

Ha, ha ha

Ha, ha ha

Ay, ay

Ha, ha ha