4ria
EVERYONE I KNOW IS LISTENING TO HYPERPOP (SPIT! SPIT! SPIT!)
On some other shit
Screaming out the window
Like fuck this shit
You don’t love me bitch
You don’t know me bitch
See my only wish
Was to never ever feel again
You made a deal with the devil
I can’t repent
I feel a tense appeal to spiel i vent
On the fence
Feeling ill from pills I meant to chill
I can’t
The little engine that could
I could barely even stand
Peter Pan, never land
All these hooks are damned
You’rе just a pretty face
I’m just a pity
Face flaws whilе I’m still awake
Exhausted, I feel the weight
Till nauseous, i can’t relate
To broads with their shitty takes
Bitch, i still await new options
Like its too late
To opt in, im locked in
I dropped in
These hot bars like toxins
Concoctions
From my heavy heart
So what the fuck is poppin?
The plots grim
Times up, bitch I’m clocked in
But i’ve got nothing to flex
Only some shit to get off of my chest
They always presume shit
That often neglects
The crucial components that fuel my intent
Bruised mental state
Still pursue what i dreamt
Screws can’t be bent
But the truth that they stretch
Puts my neck on the line
Worth an arm and a leg
Bitch you oughta connect all the proof
Like some bones i collect
Feeling divine
Feeling desire
Feeling like i want to get up and fly
Filling the void
Feeling inclined to destroy all these thoughts
Overfilling my mind
Stay up all night
Caged in a plight of my shame and my pain
I remain fit to fight
Spit, spit, spit, spit
Spit this shit

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