Burn That Bridge When We Get There

Bitch I got some bombs round my chest if you talk that shit

Blow us all to hell I wish the best you sorry fucking prick

Fuck up out my face run from the cops we running with some sticks

River of blood now I'm choking think I might be sick

And by sick I'm sick off all these fuckboys trying be so hard

You a fake ass motherfucker we know that you played the star

Never had to struggle never had to bear no fucking scars

You acting like a killer but we know just who you really are you

I cut my wrist about a thousand times so I could shine

Don't need no diamonds when that blood is precious it's divine

If I catch you lacking bitch ill stab you in your spine

Rip it out Sub Zero your health has now declined

I'm thinking bout how im gonna go and get this money

Maybe rob your ass maybe you are just unlucky

And maybe I'm an addict maybe I am just a junkie

I still stole your bitch and now she love to call me honey