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coaastgxd - therapy lyrics

pulling up
pouring up
4 o’s in a solo cup
working like a fiend so i can’t pour enough
storing all my feelings i can’t even start exploring em
leave me to my pills
i’m popping four of em

call the coroner
dropping bodies watch em fall in the corridor
reaper the sorcerer
triple six vision like i’m finna torture ya
call the coroner
dropping bodies watch em fall in the corridor
reaper the sorcerer
triple six vision like i’m finna torture ya

i’m in the back of the cadillac whilin the loud got me slumped i’m like “whoa”
movin so silently, trynna be violent, i call up my shooters on low
load the corolla my homies roll up and they ready to let it all blow
i said it again and again if you pull up you end like six feet below

lay low, put a gram in my nose
smoke blunts till i can’t feel my toes
tell your punk friend he don’t want smoke
lord knows this sh+t ain’t no joke
tip+toe when i take souls
bae knows that i can’t be swayed by the bankroll
self+mutilate like i’m van gogh
bound in the back trynna ask where van go
pulling up
pouring up
4 o’s in a solo cup
working like a fiend so i can’t pour enough
storing all my feelings i can’t even start exploring em
leave me to my pills
i’m popping four of em

- coaastgxd lyrics

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