fl0cals - wmkmt lyrics
everybodys got a target on their back and you put it there
i remember b+tching how its never fair at the fair
leaving me alone + panic attacks on the top of stairs
like a rollercoaster but im alone in a grey chair
in the doctors office taking bloodwork, 9 to 5
then i go relax im smoking sh+t till i cant feel my mind
walking kinda funny but who gives a sh+t in 24′
imma run up on this money like a b+tch i wrote up in the bars
family dollar dollar holler you dont want to f+cking bother
i was trying to buy some cheddar but he had to go and holler
acting up just like my father h+ll they had the same name
i was thinking if they even could have shared the same brain
yeah im super lonely but ill run up on your homie
take your main and now she’s choking on my d+ck with the emotions
steady flexing on these hoes im balling like im derrick rose
you try to f+ck with us then we gon up 100 different poles
i got the blame put on me, that aint even the truth
by the ones that raised me, i have all of the proof
but maybe all the proof !!you!! need is when you find me in a noose
because your first born is dead, and i k!lled him. thats the truth
now i wake up. as a new man. with a game plan
feeling like i woke up as stan, american dad
i just bought a nectar collector this sh+t is real rad
smoking on gelato puffin shatter uppin real dabs
i dont f+ck with the d8 or the d9
if you selling me some boof sh+t ill aim it at your spine
weave your skeletal into a pack, i hang em out to dry
smoking on this spliff filled with exotic makes me feel alive
playing fortnite hit a headshot really far
hit a clip thats a hit, hold up gon reverse the bar
i remember hit clips, i remember idog
i remember back when my uncle would steal my iphone
i know who just not to be from all of your mistakes
you hurting everyone around
thats why i would pick up the pace
you wanted me sedated so that you could take the center stage
well read a book about me
cause its like 146 pages
i just paid 50 for a 3.5
doubled back cause that sh+t hitting
like my father asenine, your put your
hands on me again or break my sh+t ill up the 9
and leave your body wobble like a cartoon, nick at night. b+tch
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