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I was scrolling through some DM's last night
Got some titty pics, how you doing? Hi
Some upcoming rappers looking for advice
A couple booty pics same thing, just different night
And than I seen it, I hope you mean it
Go kill myself oh believe it, I've tried to treat it
'Cause I've already tried to take my life twice by suicide
But everybody knows, the Grim Reaper just can't die
I ain't a gangsta, and I never claimed to be one
But if I had to gang bang, you know I'd be a G one
And if it ever came to murder, I'm a free one
Riding into sunset, if I ever see one
I ain't no player, but I know it's gotta be fun
Just licking kitty, and some titties like I'm goin' D one
And if I ever got tested, I need a cheap one
Cause moneys tight, like the ho I fucked in my Nissan
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts, running through my Vox
And out my speakers, with some attitude
Lately I got the world so pissed off, better than pissed on
Diggy, do what he gotta do
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts, running through my aux
And out of my 12's, with some magnitude
And maybe I'll just take my whole mask off tell, them all fuck off
Diggy, do what he wanna do
You fucking pussy, yeah I am what I eat
While you're stalking only fans pages once a week
Why waste all your money? Just give it to me
You go look in the mirror and see a pussy for free
Like mirror mirror on the wall, who's the biggest bitch of all?
I've been feelin' low and all, running out of Adderall
Really don't know who to call, I don' wanna get involved
It's Diggy, bitch
But I will if I have to
Pull the Grim Reaper out, let em just slash you
'Til you can't take no more then bash you
For every time you hit that bitch, than stash you away
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts running through my Vox
And out my speakers with some attitude
Lately I got the world so pissed off, better than pissed on
Diggy, do what he gotta do
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts running through my aux
And out of my 12's with some magnitude
And maybe I'll just take my whole mask off, tell them all fuck off
Diggy, do what he wanna do
'Cause I'm just a white boy that raps a little bit
Switch up flows hit falsettos for the hell of it (hell of it)
Then go low, 'cause I know the ladies love that shit
Yeah, it's Diggy baby, now watch how quick I can spit
Yeah, I'm runnin' and runnin' away numbing the pain inside my metal
Tryna find a sketchy place in this state to cop and pistol
To destroy the demons that are creepin' in my lil wooden cabin
Cobweb corners hiding silhouette of sadness (uh)
All these voices in my head got me screamin' in my pillow case
Yeah, they want me dead, but we know why I can't be replaced
If I were to go, just bury me in gold chains
Bury me in gold chains
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts running through my Vox
And out my speakers with some attitude
Lately I got the world so pissed off, better than pissed on
Diggy, do what he gotta do
Lately I got these psychopathic thoughts running through my aux
And out of my 12's with some magnitude
And maybe I'll just take my whole mask off tell, them all fuck off
Diggy, do what he wanna do