Songtexte typo - alternate version - abriction

Big blade in your head like a rhino
Voices in my head, yeah I think I'm psycho
Rolling Backwoods everywhere that I go
Baby let's get fucked up like a typo

Baby you know I'm a reject
I'm a Newport fiend, I got defects
I'm ridin' clean with my Gucci on
Next day Ima step out with my Louis on
Forty got me loaded I'm still loadin' up my .forty, oh
Forty blunts, it's still the mornin' that's just how we rolling, oh
Sippin' purple syrup with the Jolly Ranchers floating, oh
Adderall in alcohol
Someone get me Tramadol

Tweakin' by myself until the morning
Phetamine and Bangs, it don't get boring
Styrophoam hearts, yeah you adore it
Styrophoam hearts, yeah you adore it

I know you've got some place to be but I wanna be in your arms
I don't wanna let the night end
Let our worries blow in the wind