作词 : Andreas Der
作曲 : Andreas Der
(b***d pup)
Come over to the party, we'll get ****ed up on M***y
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin' but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night
I'ma pop another Addy while your b***h calls me daddy
All the b*****s steady ravin', they ran off from location
We'll toss a private party, we take shots of Bacardi
You ain't ****in' invited, unless you are a Barbie
I'ma pop— pillies, the Xannies got me chillin'
We'll get so ****ed up, and wе can go thriftin'
We only do the clean shit 'causе Fentanyl be killin'
I'm super wasted with my homies in the club, and we be livin'
We're so- We're so fabulous, all they want is all this swag
We're posted up with our emo drip, like, everyday
It's a ****in' lights out, if you wanna be like me
You make fun of me, but you can't pull it off, okay?
You mad for what? 'Cause you can't be an emo slut?
You're chewin' n**s, yeah, why you look dumb as ****?
Stop acting like a creep, you make me wanna throw up
Today, I kissed two b*****s, baby, you can't get your hopes up
Come over to the party, we'll get ****ed up on M***y
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin' but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night
I'ma pop another
Addy while your b***h calls me daddy
We gonna touch right on you, your makeup is so cute
You're lookin' like a living flag, kisses on your neck
So dripped out with your double D breasts (Breasts, b-b-breasts)
Kissing, o-on the line
I like your style, could you be my bi-i-i-i-i—
Show 'em off to the world
What are you thinkin' of? You can have my kids
Come over to the party, we'll get ****ed up on M***y
I'm feelin' so nostalgic, we're trippin' off the acid
You know we steady tweakin' but only for the weekend
We're dancin' in the rave lights, the geeks are clubbin' all night
I'ma pop another Addy while your b***h calls me daddy
All the b*****s steady ravin', they ran off from location
We'll toss a private party, we take shots of Bacardi
You ain't ****in' invited, unless you are a Barbie
I'ma pop— (Pop)