[Chorus]
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit

[verse 1: yusef slim]
Like no, no, no, no, no, tell ‘em i ain’t really wanna go
I’m so, so, so, so messed up if you really wanna know
Like wo, wo, wo, wo, can’t do 7 nights in a row
Feel low, low, low, low, pressure damn when i’m finna blow (boop, boop)
Solo, souless i’m joe blow, (what?!)
Yeung n***a, no bolo
Purple had me slo-mo
In my bag an ocho
My connect from gold coast
That’s snoot snoot for the cho cho
In the norf norf, that’s sho sho

[Chorus]
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit

[verse 2: yusef slim]
(get ‘eem)
Say they love me really not
I just need another shot
Hope it kill me on the spot
See the hell and see me drop
More stress more death
More weed whores next (get ‘eem)
Raw sex, anyone tryna help me, i ain’t healthy
I just ordered me four techs
I got nine lives, i’m like fritz
You step in my mind, i schitz
Geeked out, well in due time i split
You milly rock, i slice my wrist
Dabbing cuts the blood won’t dry
Call 999 or find my bitch
There’s 13 reasons why i’d die
Just play my tape you’d know that shit

[Chorus]
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit
All black fashion, me and my soul matching
Summoning the crow inna this
Shots i’m backing, me and the wray gassing
End up in a coma and shit
Mind keep snapping, mood i’m so lacking
Feeling like my home is a ditch
Like, oh this a bitch, low when i spit
Trap and emotional shit