Phreyla - PRADA BAGS UNDER MY EYES Lyrics

I'ma sip this f*cking cup until it's gone
This bitch could've built a stadium the way she giving dome
Yeah
At the shooting range I'm raging, spraying like cologne
Keep close with my anger you'll be trained to watch your tone
C R 3 S C E N T
Bitch I dare you try to take a f*cking shot to end me
Off a couple pills my buddy pressed behind the LC
When I die they can bury me twice, 12 deep
Aye
I think it's funny how you want me just to get up and leave
I'll crumble this bridge right here before you then ignore you for weeks
Am I important or is more of this tucked under the sheets
You fumbled a wish that you can't get back if you begged on your knees
I'm bossing up bitch I might sell my soul
Headed to a promised land I'll be forever on my own
Co2 will fill the lungs until my body's running cold
And when I'm gone just throw me off board of the boat

Aye
Bitch I'm wiggin' out
Yeah
Yeah
Got another man chillin out your couch
I'm dead
Yeah
So that's what I get showing up unannounced?
Like damn
What's the point in sitting inside this house
I can't
I never said this shit was easy girl believe me I been through hell and back
Done fell off a couple times before they wasn't bumping my tracks
But now I'm up
Still don't give a f*ck
Choppa make him duck
Like hunting ducks
Let my dawgs empty his pockets, f*ck his funds
I just walked into the bank
Gotta pocket full of dank
F*ck the cops the motherf*ckers always flocking cuz I stank
I'm insane
Canna-fiend
440 gon say my name
I'll ride huffy's before I ride for another bitch who stuck on games
I got me & C3 see these demons creepin' every night
See the Prada bags under my eyes I got them retail price
Bought em twice
No returns
Like to watch my bridges burn
Standing as it catches fire baby smoke out of my urn