Testo 666 - cwthegoat
Testo della canzone 666 (cwthegoat), tratta dall'album 666 (Come With Me)
Okay, well that looks really neat
What are you drawing?
A butterfly with square wings
Well that one looks nice
It's not my favorite I think it's too jumbled
Fuck it, I got nothing to lose
I'm rolling blunts up, thinking 'bout you
I pop a pill, try to take away the, pain
I swear the percs don't work like the blues
Getting faded like that's all I could do
Fuck him, he ain't making no moves
I feel like I got something to prove
I want a stage underneath my boots
I want a coupe that don't come with a roof
Smoke these blunts till I got no face
Telling myself that she got bad taste
Fuck that shit, I don't want second place
When you hear my name hope your heart just breaks, fakes
Walking all around this place
Lil Peep gon' keep it real till the day I die
Get high with a G by the lake
Tell me that you love me if you ridin' my face
Fuck it, now I'm really bout' to hop on a plane
Nothin gonna stop me now, I'm gonna save money
Where I'm from ain't nobody fuckin' with me
I ain't never had a friend, except my dog and my city
Talk to the waves and they talk back pretty
But the high school girls wanna show me all they titties
Sand real soft, and the kids got plenty
Flip pills till you ride in a hemi boy
Pop seals, lean back and she let me fuck
That's rap, real rap, did you get it up?
Rock shows, fuck hoes, make a couple bucks
Can I make it up, how can I make it up?
Tats on my neck cause my job ain't steady
Got a pump shotgun, I'ma fill it with confetti
And any motherfucker that wanna get it then I'm ready
The world been on my back and the weight so heavy
Exactly, clear (Damn it)
Would you come with me please?
You were having problems, trying to solve this little puzzle
Here's why
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Writer(s): Carson White
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