Quinn, Luvbackpack - ​drama lyrics

Bloodhounds fetch me their souls!

Head full of drama, we smokin' nada
Black leather on the jeans and and the Honda
Countin' commas,  wearin' Prada
Got a couple chains for the trauma
Head full of drama, I'm smokin' nada
Black leather on the jeans and the Honda
Countin' commas, wearin' Prada
Cannot feel the pain, stay strong

All blues on me, bitch, I'm toxic
I'm a short emotion prick
You better watch it
This is not it, this is logic
Growin' different types of shrooms
In my closet
I got fifty thousand drinks in this carton
I'ma stab that pussy up, like a spartan
Wanna feature with me, you can't even bargin
I'm forgotten, steady rottin'
If you want, I got fifty on this car key
Goin' up, can't nobody fuckin' stop me
Bloodhounds rollin' up in your city
You can't get into the shows
You're so pity can't fuck with you
Innocent 'til proven guilty
I got green clean money, but I'm filthy
Really awkward, really weird and I'm witty
Gotta ask me for permission before filming
(Permission before filming)

Head full of drama, I'm smokin' nada
Black leather on the jeans and the Honda
Countin' commas, wearin' Prada
Got a couple chains for the trauma
Head full of drama, I'm smokin' nada
Black leather on the jeans and the Honda
Countin' commas, wearin' Prada
Cannot feel the pain, stay strong
Head full of drama, I'm smokin' nada
Black leather on my jeans
And I'm hidin' out
Countin' commas, wearin' Prada
Got a couple chains for the trauma
Head full of drama, I'm smokin' nada
Black leather on my jeans
And I'm hidin' out
Countin' commas, wearin' Prada
Cannot feel the pain, stay strong