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high school outro
by Vill
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I'm tired of all this shit, ain't nothing fucking going good
Gotta go to court the same fucking week I graduate and shit
(Bitch)
Ain't shit serious no more
I'm fucking all on your whore
I can't kick through the front door
I won't stop cause I want more
Take his clothes, I'll wear it better
Drop a band on Vetements sweater
Got a gun inside my sweater
Inside my cup it's just redder
Bitch I had problems with the law
My momma tried to kick me out for shit she never saw
I hadda get the strap on me for problems I ain't solve
She don't want me involved
When was the last time we talked?
Ain't shit been the same since
You left me in pain bitch
Full moon outside its raining
I woulda showed you to my momma
They say I'm insane cause I want ya
Last thing I wanna think is bout you
Roam around my mind its haunting
Life without you feels so daunted
You made me feel like I'm wanted
Enough about that slut, I gotta cut these hoes off
Lost too many people gotta make a roll call
Rastafarian the way I smoke, no dancehall
Keep on fucking round I'm gonna take yo mans off
Don't want none these hoes I tell them keep they pants on
All I'm waiting for is for someone to take my
I'm tired of all this shit, ain't nothing fucking going good
Gotta go to court the same fucking week I graduate and shit
(Bitch)
Ain't shit serious no more
I'm fucking all on your whore
I can't kick through the front door
I won't stop cause I want more
Take his clothes, I'll wear it better
Drop a band on Vetements sweater
Got a gun inside my sweater
Inside my cup it's just redder
Bitch I had problems with the law
My momma tried to kick me out for shit she never saw
I hadda get the strap on me for problems I ain't solve
She don't want me involved
When was the last time we talked?
Ain't shit been the same since
You left me in pain bitch
Full moon outside its raining
I woulda showed you to my momma
They say I'm insane cause I want ya
Last thing I wanna think is bout you
Roam around my mind its haunting
Life without you feels so daunted
You made me feel like I'm wanted
Enough about that slut, I gotta cut these hoes off
Lost too many people gotta make a roll call
Rastafarian the way I smoke, no dancehall
Keep on fucking round I'm gonna take yo mans off
Don't want none these hoes I tell them keep they pants on
All I'm waiting for is for someone to take my
