Crossed Eyed Dope Fiend ft. Myir Lyrics

I used to say I wanna die, a lot enticing that you ask me who I am

Loosen up your fucking stance, living for my funeral

Seek another out, he might be that stay or go

Nigga, fuck a bitch, think twice who your next lover ho

Painfully rebel, repeat my sins, repenting, damn it

I pray finessing game, maybe go by smoothly

Work up to my prepaid crate, can't you see I'm worsening

My fossils off its rockers, fuck this officer

I'm lawless cause I don't be scheming up

for supply, I just...

You fucking thought

I guess y'all never know, can't just leave this alone, damn it

Plan it better next if time, come apart for your skill

Put your skull to the street, walk it back

Grab my shovel, push it back, you know how it's going

Underneath a table is a girl, she's sucking dick

I like this chick, she know how it go

I like this chick, for real

So I just work up to my prepaid crate

Work up to my prepaid crate

Work up to my prepaid crate

I'm walking back obliviously

Top of the morning, she get on her knees, she's going to church

I got this drug, but it's not from the nurse

I go ghost like a nigga was cursed

I shoot the AR, three round burst

Nigga got 6'4 clock, then get reimbursed

New gen 5, I know that shit hurt

Ain't tryna die, I know that shit hurt

Call a Korean, this bitch go to work

I'm tryna fuck what the fuck is a flirt

I pick six when a young nigga lurk

Go DMV, I be getting alert

Got a hell cat in her skirt

Got a hell cat in her purse

I got some lean on my shirt

We spinning your shit, it get worse

We spinning your shit, it get worse

Like shit cannot get no more worse

I'ma just make them disperse, just like ants

I'm rocking B's with that shit on my pants

Can't do a redo, what fuck am I playing

XO to Abby, I don't pop no Xans

Pop my shit, I don't pop shit

That shit suck, nigga stop that shit

That shit suck, don't drop that shit

You ain't tough, better watch that shit

You ain't tough, better watch that shit