[Intro: Vyzer]
(We made so much bands)
(We spend, make it back)
(We make hella racks)
[Chorus: Lytra]
Yeah, you know us, we spendin' money, make it back
P-P-Pull up to the party, give these bitches heart attacks
T-T-T-They all wanted some, pull up fucking in all black
I'll-I'll pass out at the home, we're bumpin' 'til we see the sun
We're fucked up
We're in the club off a couple things I should not say
We-we-we're so numb
T-T-Too many drugs, blood on the floor, I'll fall asleep
[Verse 1: d3r]
I don't really care, I'm a mental millionaire
Makin' band after band, throw it everywhere, I share
I'ma spoil my bitch, only designer that she wear
She could give a fuck less, but I want everyone to stare
Ge-ge-getting fucked up at the party
Fuck all the fake friends, let's all be honest
Oh, I helped you when you're down
Wiped your tears when you frowned
No, I'll never change, you don't look at me (No)
(We made so much bands)
(We spend, make it back)
(We make hella racks)
[Chorus: Lytra]
Yeah, you know us, we spendin' money, make it back
P-P-Pull up to the party, give these bitches heart attacks
T-T-T-They all wanted some, pull up fucking in all black
I'll-I'll pass out at the home, we're bumpin' 'til we see the sun
We're fucked up
We're in the club off a couple things I should not say
We-we-we're so numb
T-T-Too many drugs, blood on the floor, I'll fall asleep
[Verse 1: d3r]
I don't really care, I'm a mental millionaire
Makin' band after band, throw it everywhere, I share
I'ma spoil my bitch, only designer that she wear
She could give a fuck less, but I want everyone to stare
Ge-ge-getting fucked up at the party
Fuck all the fake friends, let's all be honest
Oh, I helped you when you're down
Wiped your tears when you frowned
No, I'll never change, you don't look at me (No)
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