how to kill yourself

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[Intro] (Self—de—struc—tion) [Chorus] Huh (huh), huh (huh), uh (huh), bitch (Yeah) I'm greedy, I see it, I need it, I cop it, huh Walked in, I already bought it, huh I'm on that Xanny, molly, Oxy' I'm with your bitch gettin' toppy I peeped your new drop, man, that shit really floppin' Maybe just go get a job then (Get a job) Lil homie, just go get a job, you don't know how to rap and yo' ass unemployed You ain't makin' money, I can't be around you 'cause broke people something I like to avoid (Whew) This shit gettin' bad, I don't even get high off the drugs no more, just need them to be normal I might step out in a suit and a tie with a Drac', man, I'm so damn expensive and formal [Verse] I [?] and Oxy', might throw up Bad lil' bitch gag on the dick, she might throw up Tellin' mysеlf I'ma quit but it's hopeless I took too much, I think I'm movin' [?] This lil' ho blowin' my phone up, I ghost hеr I'm tryna smoke, told brother, "Go roll up" I need more coca', and I need more drugs This how I cope, I really just want love 80 milligrams to me is a heartache She made my heart break, so these pills I take 800 [?], bitch, I'm a god and my bitch a goddess, know she the finest 800, martyr, they like to copy, they just be biting us like piranhas Talk on the 'net, best hope I don't spot ya', [?] bat like piñata Spend all my money but I make it back Black bitch, white bitch, Oreo snack (Woah) Promise you ain't tryna beef or rap A machete gon' drop [?] "I'm so broke" goddamn, who's bad? Got up off my ass, now it's Rick on my ass I had to go do some shit [?] I cop a gram, maybe two, I'm too bad (Se-se-se-se-se-se-se—) [Chorus] Huh (huh), huh (huh), uh (huh), bitch (Yeah) I'm greedy, I see it, I need it, I cop it, huh Walked in, I already bought it, huh I'm on that Xanny, molly, Oxy' I'm with your bitch gettin' toppy I peeped your new drop, man, that shit really floppin' Maybe just go get a job then (Yeah) Lil homie, just go get a job, you don't know how to rap and yo' ass unemployed You ain't makin' money, I can't be around you, 'cause broke people something I like to avoid This shit gettin' bad, I don't even get high off the drugs no more, just need them to be normal I might step out in a suit and a tie with a Drac', man, I'm so damn expensive and formal [Outro] (Huh, huh)
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- 800pts
- martyr