$UICIDEBOY$
What the Fuck is Happening
Duration: 01:46
File type: mp3
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Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "$UICIDEBOY$ — What the Fuck is Happening"
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
Yeah, I'm a dime a dozen (Yeah)
All of a sudden me and my cousin rich from pressing buttons (Bip)
Lost in the sauce
Yeah, I need a fuckin' compass (Here we go)
Diggin' 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" (Blegh)
She then called me her husband
I said "No, bitch, we just fucking" (Huhhuhuh)
This ain't for discussion (nope)
Mixed the Sprite up with some 'Tussin (Yeah)
Fuck it, I bought steel-toed boots
It's time to kick the bucket (Yeah) Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh) Pull up on a fuck-boy, I get down
Off my meds right now
Room full of bottles, I might drown (ah)
Sedated, I'm going crazy
Devil riding with me, chops out (rah, rah)
Lurking from the gutter (Pa, pa)
Demons is my brothers (Brothers)
Blue pills up my nose (Nose, what?)
OP's in some foil (Foil)
Mouth drippin' with oil (Oil)
Watch me fade to black behind the marijuana smoke (ah)
Separate color clothes but we all cut from the same cloth
Screaming, "Bloody murder", doing dirt with my kinfolk, ayy Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I Glock, not to Glock, not to smack from the back Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head
I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back, a pill smacked to my head I catch another, clutchin' on the smoke from the mariju
