Drunk Dial

Ay holup holup
Devereaux
Ay ay ay ay (I'm drunk) ay ay ay

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
See my problem is I don't know what my problem is
Girl your problem is your toppy is the sloppiest ay, ay ay
I won't make it obvious
I don't want them watching this
I don't need no audience ay, ay ay
Baby marvelous ay
You be everythang ay
I be nothingness ay
Ay ay
Ain't no heart up in my chest
Just a dirty oculus
Window into the abyss Ay, ay ay
Fuccin bottomless
Ribcage like a bando ex bitches left me with Ay, ay ay
Girl don't fall and miss
You don't want em flossin' when we saucing like some condiments ay, ay ay
Different continents ay
Can't remember shit ay
You I can't forget
When you text me 3AM I know you drunk as bitch ay
But I love the shit (Yea I do)
Know I love the shit
Stop
Dont fuccin
Call me
All these (Whatup Ouija!)
Bitches
Floccin' on me
See my number
Wanna call it
See my number
But I
Blocced it

[Verse 2: Pictureplane]
3am eternal when you hit me on my phone yeaaa
I'm infinite while you talking shit
I got a sickness in my head its not your problem you shouldn't have to face the consequence
I'm drinking liquor cause I wanna feel the burn inside (while you talkin shit?)
We argue on the phone cause I'd rather be alone
I sin my veins driving me insane
Keep a blade in my pocket when I'm walking the street
You think I'm a lunatic I think I'm some kind of freak when I rap on these beats
My head in the clouds and I think I've been seeing some demons the meaning of life is depleting
I stay on my grind but it feels like I'm falling to pieces
I mean this
3am eternal when you hit me on my phone yeaaa
I'm infinite while you talking shit (See my)
I got a sickness in my head its not your problem you shouldn't have to face the consequence
I'm drinking liquor cause I wanna feel the burn inside (See my number but I blocced it!)

[Verse 3: Ouija Macc]
Tears on her face got her phone in her hand
Turning our bones into hour glass sand
Tears on my face
Glocc in my hand
Turning my bones into hour glass sand
Just know that I already died
Still a juggalo and was a juggalo for life
Chanel on my face
Bitch on my line
You and I were perfect people told us all the time ay, ay ay

Yeah you dont matter bitch
Glad I got you out my life you were cancerous Ay
Ay Ay

Demon dancer bitch ay
Throw that ass like some

Blocc hot uh yeah hot pot uh yea

Fronted on me bacc then now you jumping on

Put yo number on blocc

Uh yeah ayy uh ayye