Punkinloveee
Burberry me in Snow
[Intro]
(Damn)
(Damn)
(Damn)
[Chorus]
Oh, I have got expensive clothes
So that that **** hit my phone
Don't touch my hair, don't touch my clothes
You not my friend, you not my bro
I faked my suicide, did it for time
I'm in the graveyard, pull up, son
This world's so cold and I'm alone
And I'm so far away from home
[Verse]
When I walk up in the club, they showin' fake love
In my Margiela, swear that this probably a throw-away
Spend my guap, you cannot match it
Slit my wrists, I'm under pressure
I live my life like Cinderella in this shit
I need a rival
Come check the scoreboard, I don't need no whores
I'ma find my belt and I'm fresh out the psych ward
Under the couture, my body's still warm
Needlе in my arm and there's a bullet in my hеart
[Chorus]
Oh, I have got expensive clothes
So that that **** hit my phone
Don't touch my hair, don't touch my clothes
You not my friend, you not my bro
I faked my suicide, did it for time
I'm in the graveyard, smokin' dope
This world's so cold and I'm alone
And I'm so far away from home