Niche Lyrics

At the m.o.m.a. i'm geeked

I listen to scriptures i think that is me

Imma turn pie to the quiche

Calling this camp cuz nigha i'm niche

Woke up like

You can be anything you can be

Wet wet wet shawty be my canteen

Imma go to war with the outside

Casual with casualties chicken killing popeyes

I can text my daddy but there's no one like mama

Rolling stone missed called all my friends are junkies

Looking across the street i feel they are better than me

Imma buy a gram i feel tired when i spend

Depression is a bitch

Anxiety a slut though

I was smoking xans

Couple years it was cut throat

Fuck wasting time

Grab a huh, grab a five

Hit the frrr frrr faa

Pleasant saved me

Rawswim raised me

Opposite lane graduated

Flunks steady hating

Stay humble it gets trippy baby