Текст песни Grip - Sayer

I'm all in this damn house
My dick on your man's couch
When your man gon' come home
Save that cum for his mouth
Watch your mouth
I'm dirty, fuck
Dick unwashed, still bitch gon' suck
Never loved, but out of luck
I cross-dress
Outfit, I strut

Double-cup the pain
Stand out in the rain, yeah
I might go insane
Cobain to my brain, yeah
Gripped up inside
I got bitches who slide
I've been fucked up, my life
And the night is my wife

We back in this bitch again
Grab your best friend say "aye twin"
Tell your ex you want em' back
Kick em' to the curb again
Busty bitch sip on that Bourbon
In suburban, curving, swerving
Swerve your ex and leave em' hurting
Cut the leaching, leaching

Double-cup the pain
Stand out in the rain, yeah
I might go insane
Cobain to my brain, yeah
Gripped up inside
I got bitches who slide
I've been fucked up, my life
And the night is my wife

Fuck a racist
Fuck a transphobe, homophobe
Where the bass is
Yeah we where the bass
Where
Where the bass is
Fuck a racist
Fuck a transphobe, homophobe
Where the bass is
Yeah we where the bass is
Where
Where the bass is