Straw Chairs Songtext
von $uicideboy$

Yeah

Shawty want to fuck
Told her, "Bitch, you out of luck"
Came only to smoke
No, this ain′t no joke, I don't fuck bitches, I don′t know I trust
Got a dozen blunts of dust and, bitch, I'm about to burn


No, it ain't your turn
Blunts to my face
Solo blowin′ smoke rings
Chokin′, I'm a dope fiend
Smokin′ 'til my death, I′m hopin'
Put me in my coffin ′cause I'm coughin' up my lungs
Put me in my coffin ′cause I′m coughin' up my lungs

Bitches keep on callin′, but I ain't got no service
PayPal me that cash if you lookin′ for verses
Always on narcotics, even when I say I stopped it
Walkin' with a limp, lookin′ like I got arthritis
Twenty cigarettes, in my mother fuckin' car
Ridin' ′round town, I just popped a half a bar
Ridin′ with your bitch as she bust down the cigar
Yea, I'm ridin′ with your bitch and she bust down the cigar
I'm sayin′

Yeah