My home, where is my home?
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
She not, my booty call
Call up, get stardust
Drugs while I fall off
Ain't gon' fall off
I'm a superstar
How you gon say I'mma fall off?
Legend in the making, yeah
My story I'm leavin, ayy
Demons are creepin, ayy
Real shit, look at that
Blurry vision can see it
From the window
The lost souls, are lost
Take my hand (yeah)
We gon' get through it
Through hell, we divin
Through the flames, we fighting
My home, where is my home?
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
F*ckin' with my girl
Popsicle, it's sweet and sugary
Talk about that horny gun
Bust it, make it cum
Horny gun, horny gun, horny gun
Yeah, I bust, yeah, I bust
Yeah, I cuss, yeah
I rap, pour the four in the cup
And I'm still feelin' numb
I'm still feelin' done
I'm done with drugs, with drugs
With drugs
Wake up, wake up (wake up)
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My home, where is my home?
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
She not, my booty call
Call up, get stardust
Drugs while I fall off
Ain't gon' fall off
I'm a superstar
How you gon say I'mma fall off?
Legend in the making, yeah
My story I'm leavin, ayy
Demons are creepin, ayy
Real shit, look at that
Blurry vision can see it
From the window
The lost souls, are lost
Take my hand (yeah)
We gon' get through it
Through hell, we divin
Through the flames, we fighting
My home, where is my home?
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
F*ckin' with my girl
Popsicle, it's sweet and sugary
Talk about that horny gun
Bust it, make it cum
Horny gun, horny gun, horny gun
Yeah, I bust, yeah, I bust
Yeah, I cuss, yeah
I rap, pour the four in the cup
And I'm still feelin' numb
I'm still feelin' done
I'm done with drugs, with drugs
With drugs
Wake up, wake up (wake up)
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
Please hang up the f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
She not, my booty call
Call up, get stardust
Drugs while I fall off
Ain't gon' fall off
I'm a superstar
How you gon say I'mma fall off?
Legend in the making, yeah
My story I'm leavin, ayy
Demons are creepin, ayy
Real shit, look at that
Blurry vision can see it
From the window
The lost souls, are lost
Take my hand (yeah)
We gon' get through it
Through hell, we divin
Through the flames, we fighting
My home, where is my home?
Up, down, left, right, ab, cheat code
Wrist, IV hospital
Dripped out, Rick Owens coat
Suckin' that dick, Mog popsicle
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
Please hang up that f*ckin' phone
F*ckin' all night long
F*ckin' with my girl
Popsicle, it's sweet and sugary
Talk about that horny gun
Bust it, make it cum
Horny gun, horny gun, horny gun
Yeah, I bust, yeah, I bust
Yeah, I cuss, yeah
I rap, pour the four in the cup
And I'm still feelin' numb
I'm still feelin' done
I'm done with drugs, with drugs
With drugs
Wake up, wake up (wake up)
Writer: Nathan Baribeau
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid