Lyrics Don't Judge a Corpse by It's Toe Tag - Ghostemane , BEXEY

Wait, wait, wait
Woah, woah, woah
Huaaah
Wait, wait, wait (hahaha)
Woah, woah, woah
Right, right, right, right, right, right
Wait, wait, wait

I don't need nobody to tell me what I am here for
Counting money up while my tears fall
Breaking up out the four walls
I really want the whole world
London boy in LA, I'm used to the rain
Underage in a strip club sipping lemonade
I was confused as a kid
Playing hide and seek up in a house full of naked bitches
Momma was a female pimp
Flashback right here
While I'm staring and glaring up at these strippers
Breaking up out of my mind, not running away from signs
Increasing the beam on the light
I'm looking around trying to find somewhere I belong
Forever in progress, fella
Stuck in the clouds like a GTA online error
No I don't know you
I take that lonely girl higher
She don't know my real name, call me Baby Cyrus
Saying she don't feel pain
Angel, why you crying then?
This life is a real game
You can't retry it

Aye, bitch don't be hitting my phone
Aye, bitch don't pull up at my show
Aye, found me a kawaii hoe
Aye, she gave me top on the top of a mountain
I'm lit like a BIC, I'm the G.O.A.T
Surrender life and I'm taking your soul
Shang tsung with a young witch made her cum quick
Hand around her throat
Choke, throw her in a moat
Pull up in a motherfucking Lyft
I'm reminiscing when I used to have a pretty red donk
R.I.P to the grand marquis
Baby I miss you but it had to be
Now I'm in another state
Glowing like I'm indigo
Go with the flow
Hoes won't leave me lone
I'm a young G.O.A.T
Put a motherfucker through the hole in the ozone
Never gonna go back home
Bitch