Independent

[Chorus]
Got that dead boy sound, 'cause you know I'm feeling down
Like it's been that way ever since you came around
So I'm headed westbound, fuck everyone and this town
Got that all black whip and that real goth bitch
And that blade that you flip, heard you were talking shit
But you don't want none of this, cast a spell on you like a witch

[Verse]
This shits so easy to see, you're making it clear to me
That I'm on a killing spree while they're in a spelling bee
And I think it's funny, they care once you're getting money
I got it, but I'm running, yeah you bitches
Get nothing 'cause you never fucked with me
'til I stepped out on the scene with designer blacked out tees
Versace and Gucci
Winning just like charlie sheen so you know they hate on me like that shit is their routine, they stay jocking on me
(yeah, they copy me)
I think you need a better hobby (in and of itself)
The Ballad of Ricky Bobby (you should try being yourself)
I'm driving fast, Ryan Gosling
See you falling behind, you can't match the way I grind
Independent when I ride, I'm the one and only kind
Feelin' like I'm Brad Pitt, fight club, 1999
Bitches love the way I drip, they all wanna be mine
But you can't really be mine, right now I don't got the time
I'm headed to the top like I'm maverick when he flies

[Chorus]
Got that dead boy sound, 'cause you know I'm feeling down
Like it's been that way ever since you came around
So I'm headed westbound, fuck everyone and this town
Got that all black whip and that real goth bitch
And that blade that you flip, heard you were talking shit
But you don't want none of this, cast a spell on you like a witch