$uicideboy$ - What The Fuck Is Happening lyrics
[$uicideboy$ - What The Fuck Is Happening lyrics]
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
Yeah, I'm a dime a dozen (yeah)
All of a sudden me and my cousin
Rich from pressing buttons (Beep)
Lost in the sauce
Yeah, I need a fuckin' compass
Diggin' out all these industry plants
Their roots were covered in fungus
She asked if she could blow me
I said, "Bitch, I ain't no trumpet" (Blah)
She then called me her husband
I said, "No, bitch, we just fuckin'"
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
This ain't for discussion (Nope)
Mixed the Sprite up with some 'Tussin (yeah)
Fuck it, I bought steel-toed boots
It's time to kick the bucket (yeah)
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the
(yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Pull up on a fuck-boy, get down
Off my meds right now
Room full of bottles, I might drown
Sedated, I'm going crazy
Devil ridin' with me, chops out
Lurking from the gutter (Go)
Demons is my brothers (Brothers, yeah)
Blue pills up my nose (yeah, Go, go)
OP's in some foil (yeah)
Mouth drippin' with oil (yeah)
Watch me fade to black
Behind the marijuana smoke
Separate color clothes but we all
Cut from the same cloak
Screaming, "Bloody murder, " doing
Dirt with my kinfolk, ayy
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head
I Glock, not to Glock
Not to smack from the back
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ruby da fucking Cherry, bitch
Yeah, I'm a dime a dozen (yeah)
All of a sudden me and my cousin
Rich from pressing buttons (Beep)
Lost in the sauce
Yeah, I need a fuckin' compass
Diggin' out all these industry plants
Their roots were covered in fungus
She asked if she could blow me
I said, "Bitch, I ain't no trumpet" (Blah)
She then called me her husband
I said, "No, bitch, we just fuckin'"
(Nah, nah, nah, nah)
This ain't for discussion (Nope)
Mixed the Sprite up with some 'Tussin (yeah)
Fuck it, I bought steel-toed boots
It's time to kick the bucket (yeah)
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the
(yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
Pull up on a fuck-boy, get down
Off my meds right now
Room full of bottles, I might drown
Sedated, I'm going crazy
Devil ridin' with me, chops out
Lurking from the gutter (Go)
Demons is my brothers (Brothers, yeah)
Blue pills up my nose (yeah, Go, go)
OP's in some foil (yeah)
Mouth drippin' with oil (yeah)
Watch me fade to black
Behind the marijuana smoke
Separate color clothes but we all
Cut from the same cloak
Screaming, "Bloody murder, " doing
Dirt with my kinfolk, ayy
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head
I Glock, not to Glock
Not to smack from the back
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana
Glock to my fuckin' back
A pill smacked to my head i catch another
Clutchin' on the smoke from the marijuana