THERAPY ft. Dom Vallie Lyrics

l'm the only reason that my therapist is rich

Said I'm broke

Fuckin' dead broke

Can't even get a bitch

What a joke

Maybe I'm the joke

Hmm that aint it

Then I don't know

And if I did know

I still wouldn't give a shit

Now who the fuckin' fuck keeps fuckin' up

Me

Zip and a double cup cup filled up

Codeine

I threw up on the bus

Bus driver don't like me

I guess that this means

That I'm an asshole

Passed out at your party

Off bacardi hardly lack tho

Take off with your shorty

Bustin' molly in the bathroom

Said that I was sorry

Sorry that I blew her back too

Rippin' off the condom

Smack 'em up cause no one asked you

Flicka Flicka we gon' fuck a bitch up

Dogs rollin out deep

Whole fleet in the cut

Aye nah I aint seen no thots I can trust

Aye get off my penis bitch

What the fuck

All birds on dick again

I need a fishing net

I hit two of 'em at once

I'm super stoned off fruity pebs

She said Vallie how you do that

Same way you put on your pants

I just shake it shake it shake it

I wake up and do my dance

I'm the only reason that my therapist need therapy

And I don't do no features cause these niggas don't compare to me

Slept in made a quarter mill

My bank look like it's 10-3

And I don't get no sleep cause when it's late I gotta tend to fiends

I'm smoking

Tender green blunts

Watch out for your bitch

Cause she letting me fuck

Who want smoke I'll take like 10 of these cunts

I'm wearing Canada Goose tell these niggas go duck