Bisabuelita

Lay me down
On a bed of lost angels
They say the metal es fuegos
And in a stupper she pesos
The medical on our faces
Its like the radio made us
On insta
Kiki bitches we wavin’
And laughin’ hard cuz we hate it
Yet we pretend like we made it
And in an instant we swayin’
Jus takin’ bars on Sir Mason’s
And he ain’t mad cuz we paid him
No, he ain’t mad
He’s good, he don’t give a fuk if we sleep or dead
You know what I’m sayin’
As long as he gets his money
As long as he gets it