GMFU

Yeah you got me fucked up riding solo by my lonely Got some homies who done fucked up yeah they chilling puffin on that good stuff Enough to get yo bitch fucked got a bullet through my mental Existential crisis yeah I'm cheifin off this metal Wishing I done got a fucking medal for appreciation Flooring on that pedal til I crash into some metal Into metal never meadow dried up town Tired of this place I need a motherfucking way out tell me how Feeling like a marry go round drugs spinning in my mind I need that shit right fucking now Perky calling hear that sound of the pill bottle rattling I'm relapsing and panicking I ain't never know what's fucking happening Black on my clothes Like my soul Like my fucking lungs I snatch a couple 100s Puff till the butt And now I'm feeling calmer with a mystical persona Something I could switch up Like when christ turned H20 to damaged livers Party sipper But it jus me and my boy F*ck that troy TNB was something that bitches could f*ck with but don't even know the meaning so let us just f*ck Testing my luck Don't give a f*ck Life in a cup Better off paying your luck to the reaper or live in a L then go to a hell Never sell bitch I smoke all my kill Pack a bag and I lag go to the lake or the river by the hill Grab a rag Clean my bills Throw em in the water Kill myself right by the harbor Pick my flesh to slaughter