(funeralballoons: Chorus)
If you smoke meth, do it by yourself
I can count, bread, school I don't need your help
Bitch I need this
Promised Barong my demon
(funeralballoons: Verse 1)
Keep it quiet little bitch, when I'm speaking
Only time I kick it, is when I'm breaching
When I hit the switch, darkness keeps sweeping
When I hide in the mist, bitch I get creeping
Sneak in your crib, like a pussyfoot
Rip out the dick and give your bitch an unplanned parenthood
(Shakewell: Verse 2)
Empty my cup, fill it back up
Three Xanax is not enough
Quit actin' all tough 'fore you get beaten up
Some heathens will freak in your chick
Then we skeet in your shoes
No time for rules
Spring break for life
Ain't talkin' a movie
Heathens will freak in your chick
Then we skeet in your shoes
No time for rules
Spring break for life
Ain't talkin' a movie
(funeralballoons: Chorus)
If you smoke meth, do it by yourself
I can count, bread, school I don't need your help
Bitch I need this
Promised Barong my demon