myself

Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself
Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself
Skull on my face, feel like Cubone
Ima score it like its 3 points
Buy that shit, here, have a coupon
All right, hit the curb with the coup, oh
She want a gift, call me Santa
Of the scene I'll be the centre
Spotlight on me, bleh
Light that shit up like a candle
Shut the fuck up, you a random
That bitch said she not a fan, no
Ima pull up in the phantom
Rock black fit, I'm like Venom
Bleach my hair
Super Saiyan like Trunks
Smoke out my lungs
She thinks I'm a punk
I run out of air
I guess I'm drunk
I got a new puck
I don't give a fuck
Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself
Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself
Hot and mad, ima explode, Bakugou
They try to cut my head, demon up, Genya, woah
I'm not going to die, I'm the light, keep it low
You don't know me, don't talk shit, how you know
They talk shit, they don't know how to flow
Shoot my shot, silver bullet like Alucard
They all know ima make my shit blow
Bloody Mary, have that red drink at the bar
Doing things I haven't seen before
Pentagrams, chains and blood, I'm Black Star
Don't die here, you gon dirty the floor
Shut up bitch, you scream like fucking Asta
My shit, symbolic
My bitch, demonic
Deal shit, no narcotics
Yeah I'm exotic
I think I'm into my supervillain era
My "I don't give a fuck about your shit" era
Ima do whatever I want so I can feel better
My soul was made to do this shit, so it's now or never
Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself
Why don't you come to my bed
And get out of my head
I regret that we met
Now get out of my neck
And I want to light that up for myself
And I really rather be by myself