Look
Its a f*ckin' homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
I'm talking to the dead, won't you come alive
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
All I see are suicides
Got a look in at it from the plus side
Got you sweating running from their ogre eyes
There's nothing else to do but die, it's a lie to make you sure
Everybody's pushing dirt
Stay and talk, say you'll that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Maybe there's a chance I could never make it work
I been in my feels
Imagine snapping bags up full of teal
Smoking heavy rockets, navy seal (God damn)
Quentin Tarantino way they're tryna Kill Bill
I'm still on my senioritis shit (on that shit)
Don't you talk to me I need my fix (Fix fix)
On the real (Shit is wack)
Make a deal (Let's not go back now)
Next time I'll be sleeping it'll be sleeping on the wheel
What's the point in talking that if you can't chase it (Talk it, talk it)
We could take it back to back I call them basics (Back, uh)
Hide your feelings I don't want your frowny faces (Frowny face)
We can't see it eye to eye we don't do lasik
I been looking forward to those summer days
Reminisce about that life of sentimental pain (Reminisce)
Realizing when you talk about it's all the same
Bouncing back, back around that's safe to say, hey
It's a f*ckin homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
Sulking till they're begging you to come outside
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
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Look
Its a f*ckin' homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
I'm talking to the dead, won't you come alive
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
All I see are suicides
Got a look in at it from the plus side
Got you sweating running from their ogre eyes
There's nothing else to do but die, it's a lie to make you sure
Everybody's pushing dirt
Stay and talk, say you'll that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Maybe there's a chance I could never make it work
I been in my feels
Imagine snapping bags up full of teal
Smoking heavy rockets, navy seal (God damn)
Quentin Tarantino way they're tryna Kill Bill
I'm still on my senioritis shit (on that shit)
Don't you talk to me I need my fix (Fix fix)
On the real (Shit is wack)
Make a deal (Let's not go back now)
Next time I'll be sleeping it'll be sleeping on the wheel
What's the point in talking that if you can't chase it (Talk it, talk it)
We could take it back to back I call them basics (Back, uh)
Hide your feelings I don't want your frowny faces (Frowny face)
We can't see it eye to eye we don't do lasik
I been looking forward to those summer days
Reminisce about that life of sentimental pain (Reminisce)
Realizing when you talk about it's all the same
Bouncing back, back around that's safe to say, hey
It's a f*ckin homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
Sulking till they're begging you to come outside
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
Its a f*ckin' homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
I'm talking to the dead, won't you come alive
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
All I see are suicides
Got a look in at it from the plus side
Got you sweating running from their ogre eyes
There's nothing else to do but die, it's a lie to make you sure
Everybody's pushing dirt
Stay and talk, say you'll that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Maybe there's a chance I could never make it work
I been in my feels
Imagine snapping bags up full of teal
Smoking heavy rockets, navy seal (God damn)
Quentin Tarantino way they're tryna Kill Bill
I'm still on my senioritis shit (on that shit)
Don't you talk to me I need my fix (Fix fix)
On the real (Shit is wack)
Make a deal (Let's not go back now)
Next time I'll be sleeping it'll be sleeping on the wheel
What's the point in talking that if you can't chase it (Talk it, talk it)
We could take it back to back I call them basics (Back, uh)
Hide your feelings I don't want your frowny faces (Frowny face)
We can't see it eye to eye we don't do lasik
I been looking forward to those summer days
Reminisce about that life of sentimental pain (Reminisce)
Realizing when you talk about it's all the same
Bouncing back, back around that's safe to say, hey
It's a f*ckin homicide
Shots to your head, leave you traumatized
Sulking till they're begging you to come outside
I'm substituting suit and ties with some oversized shirts
Got that bass that can put you in the dirt
Drop that face, yeah go get that pussy turnt
Does it burn, where does it hurt
Gotta get inside before your head gets to you first
Writer: Bill Li
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