Текст песни Straw Chairs - $uicideboy$
Shawty
want
to
fuck
Told
her
bitch
you
out
of
luck
Came
only
to
smoke
No
this
ain't
no
joke
I
don't
fuck
bitches
I
don't
know
I
trust
Got
a
dozen
blunts
of
dust
and
bitch
I'm
about
to
burn
No
it
ain't
your
turn
Blunts
to
my
face
Solo
blowing
smoke
rings
Choking
I'm
a
dope
fiend
Smoking
til
my
death
I'm
hoping
Put
me
in
my
coffin
cause
I'm
coughing
up
my
lungs
Bitches
keep
on
callin'
but
I
ain't
got
no
service
Paypal
me
that
cash
if
you
looking
for
verses
Always
on
narcotics
even
when
I
say
I
stopped
it
Walking
with
a
limp,
looking
like
I
got
arthritis
Twenty
cigarettes,
in
my
mother
fucking
car
Ridin'
round
town,
I
just
popped
a
half
a
bar
Ridin'
with
your
bitch
as
she
bust
down
the
cigar
Yea,
I'm
ridin'
with
your
bitch
and
she
bust
down
the
cigar
I'm
sayin...
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