[Intro]
Trapaholics Mixtapes
[Chorus]
Yeah, I think that I've known you for too long
And for you, I would delete all of my songs
And start over again, over again, over again
Baby, just don't please let this end
[Verse 1]
I think that I'm too drunk, think I need to get out
I just spent a hundred on a new house
Really give a fuck if you say that you feeling left out
What the fuck is all that chatter about?
Bullet to the head, now he dead, dead, dead, dead
He gon' talk his shit but he in bed, bed, bed, bed
I know I would be better off dead, dead, dead, dead
All these diamonds put you in a trance, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta admit it, I gotta admit it
Pull up to your block and we gon' spin it like a fidget
And I wish I had a talent because my life has no meaning
I know you about to comment, didn't ask for your opinion
[Bridge]
Oh, oh
Know that I will be better off dead
Trapaholics Mixtapes
[Chorus]
Yeah, I think that I've known you for too long
And for you, I would delete all of my songs
And start over again, over again, over again
Baby, just don't please let this end
[Verse 1]
I think that I'm too drunk, think I need to get out
I just spent a hundred on a new house
Really give a fuck if you say that you feeling left out
What the fuck is all that chatter about?
Bullet to the head, now he dead, dead, dead, dead
He gon' talk his shit but he in bed, bed, bed, bed
I know I would be better off dead, dead, dead, dead
All these diamonds put you in a trance, yeah, yeah, yeah
I gotta admit it, I gotta admit it
Pull up to your block and we gon' spin it like a fidget
And I wish I had a talent because my life has no meaning
I know you about to comment, didn't ask for your opinion
[Bridge]
Oh, oh
Know that I will be better off dead
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