Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Mutt] Yung Mutt [Verse 1: Yung Mutt & Yung Christ] I'm getting fucked up, I wanna die But I can't decide if it's 'cause I already fucking died Fuck the police, bitch I know my fucking lines Lines of gunpowder, cocaine in my bullets Go pick a flower for a pretty bitch, I wouldn't fucking do it Smokin' on a tree, somethin' you already knew Since we askin' questions now Known I don't a-fucking-prove Huffing glue, candlelight blue I thought you knew ($loth) [Verse 2: Yung Christ] Pretty bitches with me, 'cause I keep this shit one hunnid Start to flexin' on these bitches, then I get to bustin' Sippin' Robitussin with my motherfucking cousin Got me fucked up, 'cause I do it how they doesn't Two phone shawty with a bitch on both lines Two hoes lonely 'cause I never got the time White trash out the slime Codeine soda with the lime on that Japanese time When I'm smokin' on the pine Bitch