BVDLVD - TOXIC lyrics
[BVDLVD - TOXIC lyrics]
Hyped like adrenaline, yah, yah
You gross like a gremlin, ay, ay
I'm a lab rat specimen, woah
Got some pills, no, no medicine, ay
I'm hyped like adrenaline, yah, yah
You gross like a gremlin, ay, ay
I'm a lab rat specimen, woah
Got some pills, no, no medicine, ay
W-w-w-watch what you say
Toxic talks, yeah, miss my way
You bragging trash, that's not okay
I'll blow up and you'll just blow away
Say you got cash never seen it, uh
You the one to swear, never keep it, uh
I don't want the air that you're breathing
Uh got my racks stacked to the ceiling, yuh
I ain't got no time for a heathen, yeah
Fuck all them groups, I'm a demon
Always going hard, never weaken, ay
Listen to the words that I'm screaming, ya
I'm trollied, off the molly
Ain't no hoe, gonna stop me
I'm alone, like a zombie
Ain't no bitch, gonna want me
Yeah, ay, ahh, ay, ay, ay
I'm more fucked that I've ever been, la la
Last night was more drugs
Than I've ever seen
Bathtub full of fuckin dimethylamine
Fuck the tea, I got ten hoes sipping lean
Don't D a bitch take one for the team
This ones mine, just leave it to me
W-w-w-watch what you say
Toxic talks, yeah, miss my way
You bragging trash, that's not okay
I'll blow up and you'll just blow away
Say you got cash never seen it, uh
You the one to swear, never keep it, uh
I don't want the air that you're breathing
Uh got my racks stacked-
W-w-w-watch what you say
Toxic talks, yeah, miss my way
You bragging trash, that's not okay
I'll blow up and you'll just blow away
Say you got cash never seen it, uh
You the one to swear, never keep it, uh
I don't want the air that you're breathing
Uh got my racks stacked to the ceiling, yuh
And, just like that, I'm dead, just kidding
Ahahah
Really gotta go, go
To a place, I don't know
Always riding solo, so I carry me gravestone
Gettin all these calls
Got an overheating cell phone, uh
Man, I'm bored of seeing tail bones
Tailbones, tailbones, tailbones, tailbones
One day imma fuck up and I'll
Just be seeing jail phones
Jail phones, jail phones, jail phones
Jail phones
Man, I’m bored of seeing jail phones
You think you're in the right direction
Turn around, you're heading for rejection
They give you love, promise and protection
They just want your mistakes for corrections
I can't take it no longer
I'm so bored of patience
Here in my room, so sombre
Quietly taking my vengeance
Watch what you say
Toxic talks, yeah, miss my way
You bragging trash, that's not okay
I'll blow up and you'll just blow away
Say you got cash never seen it, uh
You the one to swear, never keep it, uh
I don't want the air that you're breathing
Uh got my racks stacked to the ceiling, yuh