Funeral - chowder lyrics
[Funeral - chowder lyrics]
That I ain't so fucking proud of
Drown the fucking pain
But the screams getting louder
I'm just tryna chill at the crib
Watching Chowder got a bad bitch
And her nose got that powder
Wait, hold up, I'm so done
See myself in Hell, I'm gone
I can't even right my wrongs
I can't get a thing I want
But I guess it's ok
Shawty you don't even care
Used to fuck up everyday
All you ever do is stare
Never ask about my health
Only ask if we could flare
Baby get it through yo' mind
Babygirl this shit ain't fair
Used to do some things
That I ain't so fucking proud of
Drown the fucking pain
But the screams getting louder
I'm just tryna chill at the crib
Watching Chowder got a bad bitch
And her nose got that powder
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