washed up slut Lyrics

Sitting in my room with my shoes on my bed like I never gave a fuck

If you really cared about me, would you try

To link or something but you never hit me up

I was chillin', watchin' MTV, 90s clips not new the shit cause it sucks

Then my plug called my phone

I said, bitch, leave me alone I'm really tryna sober up

Yeah my mattress on the floor

Tell me what you came for

Did you want me

My look's or my bucks

I could count them right in front of you

And then I'd tried to talk to you

And you would tell me, "shut the fuck up!"

And I'll turn it to a homicide

And wait until she fucking cries from suicide

She's covered in my blood

But I still got my fuckin' life

I just wanted to traumatize a drugged up, washed up slut

She's known for asking questions I don't have the answer to

What does she want from me?

Money, fame, or just company?

Yo, fuck that, fuck a bitch for that

Fuck my ex, that bitch is fuckin' wack

Love my new bitch, beamer whip on that

I put 5 fingerprints against her ass

Yeah my mattress on the floor

Tell me what you came for

Did you want me

My look's or my bucks

I could count them right in front of you

And then I'd tried to talk to you

And you would tell me, "shut the fuck up!"

And I'll turn it to a homicide

And wait until she fucking cries from suicide

She's covered in my blood

But I still got my fuckin' life

I just wanted to traumatize a drugged up, washed up slut

My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)

My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)

My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)

My blood! (drugged up, washed up slut)