KITCHENREMODEL

Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun And I'm in the backseat with a bad one Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun And I'm in the backseat with a bad one Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son Feeling like a crack fiend where it at son I ain't tryna hear that shit that you be talkin bout It ain't but a damn thing, where my hand glove Fucken put em in a hold, got em choking out Yea the pussy never fold, got em rolling out Saying shit you never told, bitch I'm spoken out Yea I'm sleeping in the cold, taking frozen route And yo shit is getting old, guess I'm molding out Go and speak it, saying shit I never cared about Pussy clear the fucken room I'm tryna tell you sum All I see is fucken faces, bitches stare around Bitch I'm talkin to myself, and I don't care to run Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun And I'm in the backseat with a bad one Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son