It's Ouija board and death
Who are these guys
Man its the dead motherfucker
Never cared about another
No love for nobody since my motherfuckin mother
Been a dead motherfucker since birth young fucker
All these bitches hate me cause I never wanna fuck em
I just ducc em
Ouija Macc don't love em uh yeah bitches buggin'
Lonely woadie hit the function
Lace my [?] ay Polaroid develop ay
Gas on gas on uh yeah gas on pump 6 fill up hold up
Why do they try to bite me?
Why do they need to be like me?
Yeah they don't know about it
Saying that they know about it
Let em fucking talk they ain't real yeah I really got it
I don't listen to them I just hear that fuckin money calling
There's a fuckin way yeah I know but you'll never find it
Yeah I cash out
I got the stacks now
Low key fucked up think I'm bout to pass out
Get it then I leave yeah we going fast now
Riding in the beamer wanna fuckin crash now
On the floor of the shower dwelling on my past now
Nod out then I wake up in a full bath now
Was disgusting so called friends who saw me as a cash cow
Raccs out, lacc out Blacc card on me woadie whippin' raccs out
