Bilda Boy - Hate Me Lyrics

Crawl inside my mind brawl incline deny
Saw in my disguise bought it why subside
Bed I made slept in best die may crept in
Rest like they step wish trend away swept in
Flick of a wrist oh chasin'
Flick of a bic oh wasted
Fill up my cup and chase it
Used up my luck all waste it
I'm all outta luck no way
Gotta lot of bucks okay
Talk a lot of rough slow pace
She likes it kind of rough low grade
House of cards I play don't hear a word you say
Check it again Bombay lost on the college way
Hand me a blunt all day some whiskey that's okay
Coincide what you say it's the American way
Barbecue bikini tops apple bottom milkshake
Car or 2 drop top settle gotta pill break
Blowy down the coasty and I'm feelin' kinda toasty
Housy down the rosy and I'm feelin' kinda closely
I'm all outta luck no way
Gotta lot of bucks okay
Talk a lot of of rough slow pace
She likes it kinda rough low grade