Dry Hurls Lyrics
- Genre:Electronic
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Loose change fucked up
Pipe down faggot chud I give no fucks
Don't got time to listen to your stuff
Got nuff my own quit tryna bust a nut
Dry hurls mornings are the worst
I Feel like I'm bound to head to a hearse
Hear this sound while I rock it
I can't eat cause I'll fucking vomit so
Cigarettes and coffee dinners
My mind's racing but my hearts hurting
I've had loose pills but I'm scared of mine
I'm tryna bide my time not tryna take my life so I
Sit and space out thinking bout Plato
But I don't play doe don't care for your pesos yo
No I don't got much bread but I got these beats and a roof on my head so
Why be salty like cunnilingus
Mad vibe ratings vibrating your system
Huh shit what's that sound
Fag skate rat from the underground so
Loose brains be damned I'm killing it
Like Nietzsche on the beat without syphilis
Diogenes when I piss on the street
Pythagoras when I'm making my mathematical Melody's