$8Incentive Lyrics

Ego boy with fake friends

Liquor out the sippy cup

Baby gonna need a change

I don't think he's had enough

Glutton with the deep eyes

Apology won't fix my head

Bout to get bandersnatched

Time to paint the ceiling red

Eight dollar incentive

You fuck, you a runt

Poser boy call him punk

Fake as fuck eating mud

Money don't replace the feeling

Now my brain is fucking numb

He craving forgiveness

Now he begging for crumbs

Throw up in the trash

Throw up in the trash

Bass in my head

Cowbell going fast

Losing sanity

Don't wanna go back

Ask "we good?"

I think I'll pass

Throw up in the trash

Throw up in the trash

Bass in my head

Cowbell going fast

Losing sanity

Don't wanna go back

Ask "we good?"

I think I'll pass

Mudblood

Gimme some

Kill a bitch

On the run

We ain't done

Just begun

Say you clean

But we the scum

Cold blood

You the judge

Think it's cool

To be fucked up

Held grudge

Must be tough

Toxic bitch

So he can cum

Plaid skirt with the elf ears

Watching Code Geass

2 piece on the floor

Akeno and Rias

Volvo with the nice rims

Old man beat ya

Got a thicc gyal in Mexico

She bonita

Paranoid wolf in the shadows

Cut myself off

Goth girl with the bangs

With a missing black top

No limit to the pain

I be getting brain rot

No respect to the name

Watch me fucking pop off

Ego boy with fake friends

Liquor out the sippy cup

Baby gonna need a change

I don't think he's had enough

Glutton with the deep eyes

Apology won't fix my head

Bout to get bandersnatched

Time to paint the ceiling red

8 dollar incentive

You fuck, you a runt

Poser boy call him punk

Fake as fuck eating mud

Money don't replace the feeling

Now my brain is fucking numb

He craving forgiveness

Now he begging for crumbs

Ego boy with fake friends

Liquor out the sippy cup

Baby gonna need a change

I don't think he's had enough

Glutton with the deep eyes

Apology won't fix my head

Bout to get bandersnatched

Time to paint the ceiling red

8 dollar incentive

You fuck, you a runt

Poser boy call him punk

Fake as fuck eating mud

Money don't replace the feeling

Now my brain is fucking numb

He craving forgiveness

Now he begging for crumbs