Credits

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Brett Tschritter
Brett Tschritter
Songwriter:in
Trystin Lawrence
Trystin Lawrence
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Steady pimpin'
Bitch I'm riding, skinny
Got no one with me
Until it's all fuckin' said and done
I'm smoking sticky icky
Flickin' ash and lickin' blunts
Until I'm fifty
Bitch you thinkin' that you had enough?
(What? What? What, what, what?)
Oh so much pity
Everybody lookin' at my life
Starry eyed?
Wave my hand to say goodbye
Leave me feeling dead inside
It's no lie; I hardly ever even tried
So I cried the whole night
Wishin' I was at your side
Shrimp be too fuckin' dumb to pick up on her signals
The message couldn't have been clearer
Now I'm livin' with this burden
Knowin' I could have been with her
And it's like I missed my purpose
I should have took the last right
Now I'm trapped
This ain't no delight
I'm back in my spice
(Wrists sliced by the knife)
Frozen in ice
I'm spliced n' diced
Shrimp fuckin' fried rice
(Fuck it I'm sayin' goodnight)
Written by: Brett Tschritter, Trystin Lawrence
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