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LAME
[Verse 1: Afourteen]
Slide [?] with the gang we in yo; area
Got a blicky on my hip, you cannot scare me bruh
Pull out a skeng, you gon' run
Go farther
[?]
Mentally [?]
Got my tooly [?] on me
[?]
Uh, call my bitch Medusa, I don't look when she top me
Before I sleep, make the semi come and kill you, you won't be here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
So what?
Yeah, so fire
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah I'm a poster boy, bitch, I'm a Polaroid
Cut my wrists and post it, bored
(Are you stupid?)
Back to the drawing board
Don't want your number, whore
Yeah, you pay for the fame, now you lame, uh
Hahaha
Call my shawty and she gon' do the Cha-Cha
Ladida-da, fingers in yo Mama
Tell me how to fuck with others, now you six feet under
MILF in the sauna, only getting hotter
Some stranger call the paramedics
But he is a goner already
[Verse 2: Lieu]
Hi, I wanna kill myself, I do nothing well
And they tell me to do it, I guess I might as well
And they sit there, wait for me to go to Hell
Hate my life, I cannot do this on my own
And they sendin' me messages and I just ignore
And they hate me so much, and I don't know what is right
Don't know what is right

[Verse 3: Teenage Disaster]
Yeah, swingin' at a punk bitch
Stompin' on their spine 'til I see it break like chopsticks
Woah, I'm just paranoid
Taking a while to paint things out for myself
You don't know me so don't act like you do, oh
Killin' people in the night, gotta tip toe (Haha)
Flashin’ lights in the rearview
Just know that I got to get at you (You, you, you)