FOSTERS HOME FOR IMAGINARY FRIENDS

[Chorus: Swampkill777]
I walk around town off a Xannie
I walk around town off a Xannie
I walk around town off a Xannie

[Verse 1: Swampkill777]
Yeah, Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends, yeah
Pop a hydrocodone, mix it with the Fanta
Sipping blue Fanta, mix it with the Xannie, I'm getting higher

[Chorus: Swampkill777]
I walk around town off a Xannie
I walk around town off a Xannie
I walk around town off a Xannie

[Verse 2: Bloody Punk]
Got red in my cup, going to mix it with the blow
Creeping in the night, yeah, creeping unknown
Creep with the strap, Bloody Punk in the swamp
Uh, bitch I let it bang and you know that (It was not a pretty sight)
And you know that, and you know that
Might creep with the pack, model bitch want a pack
Got a pack, got a blade, got to creep, feel like Meg
All my friends fucking up, creep out, got a gat
RIP Johnny Gat, with the motherfucking blade, uh, with a blade on me