Please give me eight buck's
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just need a little more I'm not addicted you're just a whore
Get wasted till I'm on the floor bang my head into the car door
Drink alcohol till the day I die Shit man I wanna go home and eat pie
Do enough just to get by
I feel like I might die
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
It's so hard to talk to you every time I look it makes me blue
I get sick but not the flu how hard could it be to get to you
Take a drink anyway anything to make this go away
What more could I f*cking say? Had to much play
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
Please give me eight bucks
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
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Please give me eight buck's
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just need a little more I'm not addicted you're just a whore
Get wasted till I'm on the floor bang my head into the car door
Drink alcohol till the day I die Shit man I wanna go home and eat pie
Do enough just to get by
I feel like I might die
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
It's so hard to talk to you every time I look it makes me blue
I get sick but not the flu how hard could it be to get to you
Take a drink anyway anything to make this go away
What more could I f*cking say? Had to much play
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
Please give me eight bucks
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just need a little more I'm not addicted you're just a whore
Get wasted till I'm on the floor bang my head into the car door
Drink alcohol till the day I die Shit man I wanna go home and eat pie
Do enough just to get by
I feel like I might die
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
It's so hard to talk to you every time I look it makes me blue
I get sick but not the flu how hard could it be to get to you
Take a drink anyway anything to make this go away
What more could I f*cking say? Had to much play
Another line is all I need
Eight bucks for some coke and speed
My addiction you will feed
Drinking booze and being free
Oh being free
Please give me eight bucks
Running out of luck
I just don't give a f*ck
I just don't give a f*ck
Writer: Travis Ryan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid