L$D Bubble Tea

[Intro]
Yeah, woo, woo
Yeah, [?]
If you don't like or agree
There's a place you can go
That place is hell
Yeah

[Chorus]
Ayo, I CAN'T believe I actually might live to see my pants size
DeSPITE acting my vans size, anti everything you
STAND by, put yo' hands high, come on, put ya'
MIDDLE fingers up, put your hands high, come on
I CAN'T believe I actually might live to see my drink size
DeSPITE acting my ring size, anti everything you
THINK'S right, put your fingers high, come on, put ya'
MIDDLE fingers up, put your fingers high, come on (Yeah, yeah, aahh)

[Verse 1]
Check my bank account, like, "Nice I'm broke, my life's a joke," then
CHECK it twice more just incase the site miswrote, it's like "bitch nope,"
.im like "I'm one more night from knife slit throat," conscience like "bitch
SIKE you won't, as much as you think money runs your life it don't

.your world revolves around your wife and every night you wrote
ABOUT yo dad how he left you when u needed his guidance most
.its no coincidence you went with verbal phantom you felt
LIKE a ghost, now this operate with liquor shit done gave your

LIFE some hope, now u like to be the hypest white kid with the
MIC gripped close, 9 years old yo ass was slow and quiet
LIKE it, dont, you likely owe yo 40 oz diet for your
LIVE show, now that shit your social crutch? quite the slope

.remember when you went and signed your soul some time ago?
CRYIN? hi vin, this the life you chose, the devil comes in different
TYPES and rolls, don't believe me try and go one night without that
WINE impulse, that's right, fine results," gulp

(You can't escape me, Vincent)
(You can't escape me, Vincent, you can't escape me)

[Chorus]
I CAN'T believe I actually might live to see my pants size
DeSPITE acting my vans size, anti everything you
STAND by, put yo' hands high, come on, put your
MIDDLE fingers up, put your hands high, come on
I CAN'T believe I actually might live to see my drink size
DeSPITE acting my ring size, anti everything you
THINK'S right, put your fingers high, come on, put ya'
MIDDLE fingers up, put your fingers high, come on

[Verse 2]
Brain DEAD, probly spent too many nights in Hoboken
GATORADE for breakfast pour it right to my throat and
CRACK the eggs, separate the whites from the yolk and
.if there was a such thing as opposite sobriety

CHIPS at double a i'd collect 'em like they were tokens
GRAB a cup of a whiskey throw some ice and some coke in
.this all stems from years of no direction
LOW show turn outs leads to zero sober sessions

.wanna forget about a bad day, jet to the blue gin
.i been about that since rewinding cassettes withs a school pen
.i look at fresh bottles of bombay sapphire like
VAMPIRES looking at virgin necks on a human

.thats just Owl at the end of the bar being loud
.the type to see his fee amount, leave and bounce, I'm
UnHEALTHY, they tell me to eat more vegetables and fruit, shit does
LISTENING to Casey Veggies drinking sangria count?

[Chorus 2]
.i fucking doubt i might live to see my pant size, the
WAY i act my vans size, anti everything you
STAND by,, put your hands high come on put ya
MIDDLE fingers up, put your hands high, come on

.i fucking doubt i might live to see my drink size, the
WAY i act my ring size, anti everything you
THINKS right,, put your fingers high come on put ya
MIDDLE fingers up, put your fingers high, come on