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Drinking down with Jamie by the corner store
Sippin' on some White Russian go ahead and pour some more
Shit feels trill digging graves all by myself
Leave young Jaime in the kitchen all alone with no one else
I feel the dirt all on my sleeves
Put the nails inside the coffin
With her blood all on my knees
Up all night and nobody knows
That Satan is calling me inside (Ohhh)
I'ma see you later babe I'm moving out to Hollywood (Hollywood)
Don't know what I'm doing but I don't know if I even should (Even should)
Hopping out the whip on this Friday night I'm feelin' good (Feelin' good)
Blood all on my Nikes, I'm I a freak or just misunderstood? (Misunderstood)
Not Gucci Mane but I feel so icy
Oh, that's your boyfriend?
He wanna get like me
We could shine if you could trust me
We could shine like the blood on my tee
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Drinking down with Jamie by the corner store
Sippin' on some White Russian go ahead and pour some more
Shit feels trill digging graves all by myself
Leave young Jaime in the kitchen all alone with no one else
I feel the dirt all on my sleeves
Put the nails inside the coffin
With her blood all on my knees
Up all night and nobody knows
That Satan is calling me inside (Ohhh)
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Drinking down with Jamie by the corner store
Sippin' on some White Russian go ahead and pour some more
Shit feels trill digging graves all by myself
Leave young Jaime in the kitchen all alone with no one else
I feel the dirt all on my sleeves
Put the nails inside the coffin
With her blood all on my knees
Up all night and nobody knows
That Satan is calling me inside (Ohhh)
I'ma see you later babe I'm moving out to Hollywood (Hollywood)
Don't know what I'm doing but I don't know if I even should (Even should)
Hopping out the whip on this Friday night I'm feelin' good (Feelin' good)
Blood all on my Nikes, I'm I a freak or just misunderstood? (Misunderstood)
Not Gucci Mane but I feel so icy
Oh, that's your boyfriend?
He wanna get like me
We could shine if you could trust me
We could shine like the blood on my tee
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Drinking down with Jamie by the corner store
Sippin' on some White Russian go ahead and pour some more
Shit feels trill digging graves all by myself
Leave young Jaime in the kitchen all alone with no one else
I feel the dirt all on my sleeves
Put the nails inside the coffin
With her blood all on my knees
Up all night and nobody knows
That Satan is calling me inside (Ohhh)
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Writer: isaiah Munguia, Johnathan Hernandez
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