Lyrics Idle Thy Glance - $LOTHBOI
Ima
fly
I
might
die
their
gun
be
no
grave
No
remorse
from
the
killers
cuz
they
pharmacies
Got
a
dime
in
the
pocket
with
a
percocet
Bitch
I'm
on
my
way
to
some
bridges
catch
me
under
em
Ain't
satisfied
with
my
life
while
I
write
this
Idle
my
glance
cuz
I'm
hazy
I'm
high
bitch
Glazy
my
eyes
and
I'm
sipping
on
white
And
you
know
what
I
say
bitch
the
white
make
it
right
Slurring
my
speech
don't
ask
if
I'm
alright
This
is
the
sign
that
Im
doing
just
fine
Bitch
I
go
bottles
up,
Hiding
the
pain
I
got
Shaking
when
I'm
sober
bitch
I
know
what
is
up
Pull
up,
I'm
out
Quick
lick
Gas
in
the
mouth
Big
hits
Bitch
you
know
what
is
up
Slothboi
be
acting
nuts
Slurring
his
words
Like
he
bouta
drop
from
a
touch
40
of
colt
Big
swigs
Fuck
what
I'm
bout
Ain't
shit
Manic
depression
Combined
with
oppression
From
memories
of
trauma
Gun
lock
me
right
in
Bottle
of
white
to
make
it
right
We
sipping
in
alleyways
hiding
from
heat
Bottle
of
white
to
make
it
right
I'm
tripping
on
shrooms
that
I
put
in
my
tea
Bottle
of
white
to
make
it
right
We
running
from
12
cuz
we
went
on
a
spree
Bottle
of
white
to
make
it
right
I'm
not
the
one
that
you
want
me
to
be
Fuck
all
your
wack
shit
You
ain't
this
faction
Lurk
in
the
night,
while
I
wear
my
all
my
black
shit
Hopping
on
trains
I
be
really
on
that
shit
Ain't
satisfied
with
my
life
while
I
write
this
Idle
my
glance
cuz
I'm
hazy
I'm
high
bitch
Glazy
my
eyes
and
I'm
sipping
on
white
And
you
know
what
I
say
bitch
the
white
make
it
right
Fuck
all
your
wack
shit
You
ain't
this
faction
Lurk
in
the
night,
while
I
wear
my
all
my
black
shit
Hopping
on
trains
I
be
really
on
that
shit
Slurring
my
speech
don't
ask
if
I'm
alright
This
is
the
sign
that
I'm
doing
just
fine
Bitch
I
go
bottles
up,
Hiding
the
pain
I
got
Shaking
when
I'm
sober
bitch
I
know
what
is
up
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