Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
Yeah, I'm a dime a dozen
All of a sudden me and my cousin rich from pressing buttons
Lost in the sauce
Yeah, I need a fucking compass
Digging out all these industry plants
Their roots were covered in fungus
She asked if she could blow me
I said "bitch, I ain't no trumpet"
She then called me her husband
I said "No, bitch, we just fucking"
This ain't for discussion
Mixed the Sprite up with some Tussin
Fuck it
I bought steel-toed boots
It's time to kick the bucket

Pull up on a fuck boy
Get down
Off my meds right now
Room full of bottles
I might drown
Sedated
I'm going crazy
Devil riding with me
Chops out
Lurking from the gutter
Demons is my brothers
Blue pills up my nose
OP's in some foil
Mouth dripping with oil
Watch me fade to black behind the marijuana smoke
Separate color greys
But we all come from the same cloak
Screaming "bloody murder"
Doing dirt with my kinfolk, ay

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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux