Songtexte Worse - Lukeybear

Molly and Percocet mix in my drank
She say she love me I know that it's fake
Relieve all my stress take my pain away
There's really nothing else I have to say
My sorrow is buried it's deep in the dirt
My heart is broken I'm lost that's for sure
Drugs heal the pain at the same make it worse
If you thought that sounded bad my ex was worse
Y'all got me tweaking
All of this cash I'm receiving
I know that you see it
Yuh
Whipping that bitch in the fiat
I fuck that bitch then the text i delete it
Yuh
I told that i was a winner yall niggas is stupid and didn't believe it
All of y'all niggas is fake and they just kept switching
I swear that they act like the seasons
Yuh
Gucci on my bag on my bag
Keep a 40 never lack never lack no
That bitch it got a scope it got a mag
32 inside the mag
No please do not make me mad
Gotta bitch from the bay
She doing just what I say
Hand on my K
Blow up just like a grenade
Molly and Percocet mix in my drank
She say she love me I know that it's fake
Relieve all my stress take my pain away
There's really nothing else I have to say
My sorrow is buried it's deep in the dirt
My heart is broken I'm lost that's for sure
Drugs heal the pain at the same make it worse
If you thought that sounded bad my ex was worse