​cry ​lieu

[Chorus]
Pul-Pulling up, we got lots of smoke
And he wanted some, so you better not choke
And we running up, so that's not even a choice to fold
Dissing but like bro, I don't care about it
But that's not the point, and we empty out that full clip
Run to the bag, but your bro already stole it
What the fuck was that? I don-I don't even know
Headshot, headshot, put a friend in his dome

[Verse 1]
Blade to his chest, make him run, make him scream
And I'm running up a check, I said fuck your needs
I don't care no more, like I never
And she say she don't care, likewise, whatever
That's cool, that's the least of my problems
Not you, and you're so annoying, you give me a headache
You're so stupid, I'ma lose it
He was talkin' a lot before I shoot him
So sorry, not really
I don't care that I hurt your feelings (Die)
I hope you never get found
And you're slumped in a ditch but I'll see you around
And it's fuck that bitch, how you cry with no sound?
(Really wanna die, yeah, I really wanna die)