Yeah this blunt gon fold me up like origami
I hate when they say they saw me
On my phone placing an uber
Baby I ain't nothing more than a gothic loser
(I'm gonna call you soon)
Out my body its 3rd person view
Pixelized my eyes but I'm still seeing through
Yuh
Goth Princess in a dark mood
Bite me in the blood moon
She'll probably steal my soul too
I'm hiding where the bats be
I only smoke exotic this shit really got my ass beat
(Entitate pădurii)
I'm rolling up while I record
I'm in the same fit wore before
I hit the city with the key to open doors
I think I have to crack the stash I really need me some more
Yeah
Rick Owens, baggy jeans
No pictures please
Yeah I knew I was on when i got into all the parties for free
They say my name for me
I'm breaking down the shrooms I think I'll only eat a piece
Present her with a black rose
I can make time slow
Found my soul on the backroads
(Feel ma glow)
Yeah this blunt full of magic can you feel my glow