nine to five ft. slitface✰ Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Would you really call me back if you weren't feeling fine
I remember taking drugs during my 9-5's,
Now I do all of my crush ups in my spare time
Never chased a bitch
How could I? Bitch, I'm first in line
She don't want her ex
He's a waste of time
She went back
Had his dick, but then remembered mine
I got four bricks
And I don't really care what you think
Bitch, I'm so fucking worth it
I keep my blood in my bank
Got a plug on my phone
That could fuck up your day
Hit em up
He brings drugs
That could fuck up your brain
Seeing blood
Seeing numb
Fucking sluts
Walk and run
To the wall
Fucking fall
On my ones
Bitch, I'm tall
Never stopping
I've been always going
All my drugs imported across the border through the ocean
Cocaine bricks
Cocaine walls
Cocaine house with a cocaine thot
When she tell me to I fuck her when she hit me up
She said she wanna do it
Picked her up and stripped the slut
Then count my money up
Sike bitch, I'm broke
Spent my last dollar on a monster and some coke
Percs inside my wallet
Pull me over, interstate
Police gon' see the pills fall out then go from ten to 103
I hit the gas go 113
then double back and shoot my 3
They missed my car
They couldn't aim
It's almost like they're shooting blanks, yeah
Sometimes I just sit in my room and stare
at the wall I stare, at the wall
I spent every last dollar on the things that I love
I get hunnid bags of funyuns shit'll last me a month
Oh no, Someone pass me a blunt
I would relapse for you girl
But don't wanna see you do drugs
And i been sitting in my room dissociating
Thinking about all the times that I took you for granted
Yeah it sucks, I was fucked
I should've texted you back
I knew you wouldn't live forever
Didn't know you'd die fast
Cause I was too doped
I was too smoked out
Now I'm cradling my rope
Cause my brain is fucking broke down
I was too doped
I was too smoked out
Now I'm cradling my rope
Cause my brain is fucking broke down
Broke down
(Broke down)