yves saint laurent

Nvmbr's cold in Ohio

I swear my hands are froze

Like down to the bone

Said you hate me, but you bitches adore me

You could never ignore me

I'm just tellin' my story, ohh

Flight to LAX and I'm late again

I know you hate my guts but let's play pretend

I don't like myself but I'm my only friend

And I already know that it just never ends

Guess again!

I'm gettin' my revenge

You can't contend

Baby bitch, just play pretend

I get it in

Couple racks, I'm here to spend

You smell like shit

I smell like Yves Saint Laurent

I got Tommy on my boxers in every color

I'm flawless but regardless, I feel so honored

I'm dyin', need a doctor. I'm bein' honest

She's got blue eyes, like the skyline

Look on the bright side.

You hit me like a ricochet

And I've been dyin' everyday

I guess it didn't matter anyway

I hate myself, I've been ashamed

Just put me in a fuckin' grave

I pray to God for better days

But I'm stuck in never ending rain

I can't sustain from all the pain

And it drives me insane

I'm in a fiery blaze

I need your luv to escape

And these drugs to safe

You can't escape from your fate

Aye

You can't escape from your fate