[Verse 1]
Yeah
Suttin' deep in the gullet scream "kill 'em, kill 'em"
Guts feeling like a missile hit 'em
I think we met you back in summer you were looking like a button
I must'a triggered every inhibition
Couldn't swing a kitten in your brain nah
Seems like every cells laying face down
Carpeting the walls of the playground these bright big city lights spin your face round
I live my life to embarrassing excess
You ain't squatting in my thoughts or inhabiting my head
Swap your body at the crotch for a mannequin instead
Never thought a wooden replica could matter to me less
God damn
You people are ill
Stop shrieking just chill
If anybody needs me I be making this look easy on a quarter tab of acid on the beach in Brazil

[Bridge]
I belled her up and sent her flying
Waking up like "who's bed am I in?"
I boot before the razor blades appear on her nails and i find my own company electrifying

[Hook]
Yeah
You can chat about gash, grams, gold and respect but you ain't got nuttin' like that (nuttin‘)
And you ain't gonna see me in a hundred odd years I still tell you I'ma be right back
Do a double take every time I walk by waved, be careful or your spine might snap (Crack)
'Cause I don't give a fuck about you
And I don't give a fuck about that
[Verse 2]
I could pour Glenn's in your grey goose and you wouldn't flinch
So why you fronting with the finer things?
Looking bored for the entire rinse still tryna' get high lacking the required links
Call a lord de law por favor
Can I have a triple shot before I bore por favor
Never try and tell the kid be more mature por favor
Turn the bottom of this bottle to the sky pour and pour, shit
Shit, (shit), is it late already? I
I, I can't hold the chainsaw steady, and
The little pieces of your features flying off and the whiskey on the rocks got my face all messy

[Bridge]
This bag of booze caught an Uber to my stomach lining
And pulled up in that black stretched hummer smiling
Just 5 minutes later I was strapped to a chair doing rings round the city white knuckle riding

[Hook]
Yeah
You can chat about gash, grams, gold and respect but you ain't got nuttin' like that (nuttin‘)
And you ain't gonna see me in a hundred odd years I still tell you I'ma be right back
Do a double take every time I walk by waved, be careful or your spine might snap (Snap)
'Cause I don't give a fuck about you
And i don't give a fuck about you