baclofen Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
(Pockets full of baclofen)
Pockets full of baclofen
I call him friend, I call him friend
Yeah I love my stupid cat
ACAB, your mama fat
Texting on my phone
Don't give a fuck won't answer that
I just dropped a pill
Don't wanna feel sad
Don't wanna feel bad
Don't wanna be
Saturday, yeah you know I'm tweaking hard
People act sus, and you know they sneakin up
Doing Saratoga right
We ain't ever sleep at night
Catch me outside
Yeah, finna do a fist fight
Slugga on my wrist
Silver on my fists
All you ever do is scoring with assist
The lipstick on a bitch
Yeah she wanna kiss
Got 50 on my wrist
Spent 50 on my fit
I think this mirror's broken
I don't recognize myself
Woke up still fucked up
Got colors all around my fucking face
Liver aching, wanna vomit
What a way to start the day
Spiders on my walls, I am asking
"Please just go the fuck away"
Pockets full of baclofen
I call him friend, I call him friend
Yeah I love my stupid cat
ACAB, your mama fat
Texting on my phone
Don't give a fuck won't answer that
I just dropped a pill
Don't wanna feel sad
Don't wanna feel bad
Don't wanna be