Y2K Girlz

Why, why, do you always gotta lie There's a million little things that you could

say in your mind There's a million different ways that you

could go, never mind I'm so far behind, only thought on my mind

Why, why, why did it have to go so bad like that

Probably should've let you go a little sooner looking back

Devil's in the details and your description's a little packed

I don't wanna go into the light, it makes me feel like ass

Only time I ever feel alive is when I'm doing drugs

Fuckin' hoes and sucking blood, opioids in love with mud

They say, lowki you too dumb, you finna die before you 21

I don't really give a fuck, roll a blunt and perc me up