Top Songs By Upvampin
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
kets4eki
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
up vampin
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pixel Hood
Produzent:in
Lyrics
I want more of the shits, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the fuck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, fuckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
Bitch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead—
She will forever haunt me
I want more of the shits, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the fuck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, fuckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
Bitch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on the floor
We got so much fuckin' snow, but lil' bitch, it ain't cold
Spending hella fuckin' money, order ten packs, 'cause I'm bored
She says that she likes my sharp teeth, I tell her that I like racks
Tonight, I'm going fuckin' broke, but tomorrow I'll make it back
All the shit I went through, bitch, I swear you wouldn't get it
Grab another bottle, only thing to help forget it
These bitches lookin' at us, you know that they just can't help it
These lames, they tryna be like us, our shit, can't replicate it
Walk into the club, don't give a fuck, we gettin' high as shit
Pop another pill, mix that shit, yeah, we candy flip
Ice on my wrist, on my neck, yeah, you know we rich
Your friends, bunch of fakes, bunch of lames, yeah, just watch them switch
I want more of the shits, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the fuck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, fuckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
Bitch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on the floor
We got so much fuckin' snow, but lil' bitch, it ain't cold
Spending hella fuckin' money, order ten packs, 'cause I'm bored
She says that she likes my sharp teeth, I tell her that I like racks
Tonight, I'm going fuckin' broke, but tomorrow I'll make it back
I want more of the shits, yeah, doing drugs until we drop dead on the floor
What the fuck you tryna tell me? Tryna call me, I ignore
Goin' stupid, fuckin' brain dead, in the club with all these whores
Bitch, don't love me, yeah, tonight, I'll end up drop dead on the floor
Written by: up vampin