Mula never go to work and now they call me Ferris Beuller
Gold up on my neck but baby shit I'm still a loser
Sagittarius and now my energy is lunar
Fuck the upper class I'll shootchu out your fucking Uber
Open up wide, I'm serpentine
Cobwebs they coming right out of my mind
What is the time where is my slime
Haven't heard from him I hope he's alright
Fuckin' your wife, fuckin' your life
Shit I'm so sick of this, I’m tryna shine
Learned how to fly, wings are so wide
Drinking your blood like I'm drinking on wine
No antidote
Bish I am a cannibal
You flammable
Got iron on my mandible
The chemicals
Now I'm drinking theoreticals
The federalis bish I’m ducking though my meadow
Gotta missile
Headed straight towards San Fransico
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My S.O.S. signal
Pills on my pillow
Case is sleeping by the willow
Jumping off a fucking cliff
Landed right on the middle
My knife ready
Yeah bish never needin a semi
Gettin' ready fuckbois
Hitchu with the machete
Soul heavy
In a hearse but it's sponsored by Chevy
Clothes messy
Looking back out the den of a yeti
Bitch okay
Never sayin' grace
I don't fucking play
No way, waves washed away the features on my face
I can't see but I feel your heart beating
Better run and hide from me
I'm looking at life from outter space
But bish I'm coming from the sea
I wanna move
I don't wanna talk to you
Bright blue
Veins and my ice too
Fuck you bish you sayin that I needed school
Now my noose loose
Now the chairs gonna break soon
Roosevelt
Hold the belt
Leave a welt
I've never felt
But I dealt with the pain
Heartfelt renegade
Bish aye
Blunts laced
To the face
Outer space
Take it all away
Bish I'm clinically insane
It's coyote, bish and I'm running like I am on fire see
Bitch, please, get the fuck out of my face and away from me
Gain Green, shoutout my brothers you're all that inspires me
Baby thinking about all the ways you are dead to me
Crying Webs was written by Witchouse 40k.
Crying Webs was produced by $ithlord.
Witchouse 40k released Crying Webs on Mon Sep 03 2018.