Fsd! (P. Khail)

I don't really like most people They don't really like my ego I don't keep up with ol' friends They suck like mosquito Suck like fucking veal Before they turn to meat though Like when they on that teet bro Like when they on that I think you get it If there's a wedding I won't attend it F*ck where you're head is Look where I'm headed, sending, living I need repellant for these bitches I feel fluorescent. . .that is progression I just f*ck, smoke, drink New week. . .new fling No leash, no ring ou That's how I do I just f*ck, smoke, drink New week. . .new fling No leash, no ring ou That's how I do Fill up a cup with straight I take a bowl to the face I gave a f*ck back in my youth Now I just do what I do Smoking and feeling like Snoop Floor to the roof, haze in the room uh Hazy and spaced like the moon bitch She tryna talk but I'm too lit We just f*ck, smoke, drink F*ck, smoke, drink Yeah I'm fucking, smoking, drinking I got all these bitches digits But I never hit me up Cause I'm always pretty buzzed I got drugs on drugs on drugs Why the f*ck would I need love When I can just be numb I just f*ck, smoke, drink New week. . .new fling No leash, no ring ou That's how I do I just f*ck, smoke, drink New week. . .new fling No leash, no ring ou That's how I do