ATRIPTOTHEDENTIST

Pussy how he talkin with his face all numb

Fucken read about it, bitch I bake in the sun

Go ahead and mount it, with that cake and sum buns

Homie hands in pocket with his face in the mud

I'm staying fucked up, cuz all you bitches sad to me

I keep my gun up, and pray my fate ain't catching me

I know I been stuck, I'm pulling teeth and cavities

I creep when all the lights out, make home movies and casualties

I pop my veins, can't pick ya brain, I go and start to sink

I'm scraping all my shit and going mute, that shit ain't hard to me