[Intro]
No I'm not alright
No I'm not alive
No I might be high or
Making money 'til I die

[Chorus]
No I'm not alright
No I'm not alive
No I might be high or
Making money 'til I die
No I gotta find
Find a better life
No I gotta realize
What the fuck I'm tryna sight
No I'm not a bitch
Unless you are a bitch
The chemicals are in my veins
I'm bleeding out my wrist
No I'm not alright
No I'm not alive
No I might be high or
Making money 'til I die

[Verse]
I just wanna die, probably flatline
Got a couple hundred bands inside my ‘99
Inside my .44 I'll shoot you and your whore
And then I'll shoot myself
Right after driving off Bayshore
No more, I don't give a fuck
I can't get enough
I can't take it anymore
And baby I don't wanna fuck
I got a 1999 Nissan Altima
Its average life is tough
You won't see me out here flexing
Cause ill just make a quick buck
[Verse 2]
What the fuck, what the fuck
I’m just tryna know what’s up
All these people fuck me over
While I’m high or while I’m drunk
You don’t care about me
You probably see me on IG
In NHS or some shit
I don’t care at all
But you won’t see me in the hall
Or the Santa Rosa Mall
Maybe in the 300 bathroom
Probably JUULing in a stall
I don’t know where I'mma go
Heaven is a science fiction
Cause in the end I’ll go to hell
And die and then blame my addiction
Bitch

[Outro]
Oh-oh, yeah
Fuck this shit
Fuck this shit
Fuck this shit
Fuck this shit