F*cked up, off a line, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, off a bar, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, from a broad, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, I could die, I'm so f*cked up
Flower in my hand, I got that shit for you
I don't understand, what the f*ck you made me go through
All these changing plans, do you love me or the goop
Bitch it's Fxllen, and I think it might be time to go soon
Pink hair, match the pink syrup in my cup, aye
But I got some purple match the purpp in my lungs, aye
Made some deals with Satan, but I guess they weren't enough, aye
But I keep on going for you, I push my luck aye
I let the beat rip
Purple sip
Drowning in the pain and I feel sick
Nauseous
Girl I'm feelin' nauseous
Toxic
Toxic
Girl I'm feeling toxic
Wrote a letter for you
And you lost it
If things go on like this I'll have to leave
Tired of the stress I need relief
And that's why I do drugs
They make me, me
If you cant understand
You wont believe
F*cked up, off a line, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, off a bar, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, from a broad, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, I could die, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, off a line, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, off a bar, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, from a broad, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, I could die, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, off a line, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, off a bar, yeah I'm f*cked up
F*cked up, from a broad, I'm so f*cked up
F*cked up, I could die, I'm so f*cked up