gazecloud - i think i got a problem lyrics
[intro: sunnymingo]
(debated for a minute before i started up)
(the way i slide around is like a hockey puck)
(no one led a hand when i was in the mud)
(i got elevated by some psychedelic drugs)
[verse 1: gazecloud]
true religion on my f_ckin’ jeans, think i’m nothing but a fein
i will die off this bean, coma off this lean
i’m gonna die young, gonna f_ckin’ die young
i’m so f_cked up
i don’t wanna kick the cup
i’m so out of luck
like, what the f_ck?
spend a thousand bucks
but i feel so stuck
feel so stuck, feel so stuck, i feel so stuck
[chorus: gazecloud]
percs, throw ’em all up, throw ’em all up
think i got a problem, huge f_ckin’ problem
depressed, i keep falling, keep f_ckin’ falling
yeah, i’m so sorry, so f_ckin’ sorry
[verse 2: hex maniac]
your girl don’t look like barbie but her body all fake
got my guard up with my trio we just splashing in the lake
my draco got that century that’s why i call it jake
two blades on my wrist, blood and acid what we take
jet got me lagged i’ma do another line
keep a filter in my mouth, it’s the cig or the nine
she invite me to love red room and two pines
two blades to the wrist ones just keeping time
kuromi and spiders from those melo pink pills
your b_tch like a whale suck me up like it’s krill
melty blood muddy cup only one gonna spill
two blades to the wrist like i got time to k!ll
ketamine s_x looks like vhs p_rn
didn’t facetime for you put your mom on the h_rn
we at ala moana finna hit up dior
two blades on my wrist now they got my arms sore
[verse 3: kysmyt]
i know, i know, i know, i know
i know you’re sorry baby, but you cannot talk to me no more
i know, i know, i know, i know
slugs bust his head open like melons or like rugby or some sport
got your b_tch she said she love me that she coming back for more
and i got codeine in my tummy b_tch it keeps me f_ckin warm
and i don’t want your b_tch cause that b_tch easy she a f_ckin wh0re
and i got forgis on my whip you know that b_tch b_tch’ll be in sport
i’m a track star_ run that bag up really f_ckin fast
throw that ass back_ ima f_ckin catch it like the mets
f_ck baseball, i like basketball nothin but net
those bars were sh_t but they weren’t nearly bad as my f_ckin ex
[chorus: gazecloud]
percs, throw ’em all up, throw ’em all up
think i got a problem, huge f_ckin’ problem
depressed, i keep falling, keep f_ckin’ falling
yeah, i’m so sorry, so f_ckin’ sorry
percs, throw ’em all up, throw ’em all up
think i got a problem, huge f_ckin’ problem
depressed, i keep falling, keep f_ckin’ falling
yeah, i’m so sorry, so f_ckin’ sorry
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