END TIMES

Aye.. Aye!

LNT shit we in the fuckin' end times Right now

Aye, aye

I've been sittin' in the basement with no lights on (Lights on)

I've been just starin up and waitin for the right sign (Right sign)

Wantin' her to come on over, put on Mr. Brightside (Brightside)

Any thing to stop the fuckin' thinkin' about the End Times

When I wake up, sick of thinkin' why the fuck do I try? (I try)

Every single Google Search is leading me to Hotlines (Hotlines)

Sixteen, bumpin' Peep, snortin' on them coke lines (Coke lines)

Every single days the same I think I wanna fuckin' die (Fuckin' die)

I Got a noose around my neck like a necklace (Necklace)

Robitussin and I'm smokin by the pool I'm blowin' sesh, it's (Sesh, it's)

Zem until I die I think thats next up on the checklist (Checklist)

Find my body floatin' in the river where I rest, bitch (Rest, bitch)

I'm in my glo bitch

I'm on that glo shit

Bitch I'm in my glory 'til you motherfuckers sick of it (Sick of it)

Zem say fuck a sycophant

Fuck a True Religion bitch

She listen to Sematary while she cut her wrists, bitch (Wrists, bitch)

I've been sittin' in the basement with no lights on (Lights on)

I've been just starin up and waitin for the right sign (Right sign)

Wantin' her to come on over, put on Mr. Brightside (Brightside)

Any thing to stop the fuckin' thinkin' about the End Times

When I wake up, sick of thinkin' why the fuck do I try? (I try)

Every single Google Search is leading me to Hotlines (Hotlines)

Sixteen, bumpin' Peep, snortin' on them coke lines (Coke lines)

Every single days the same I think I wanna fuckin' die (Fuckin' die)

I'm up above you droppin' gifts like its motherfuckin' Christmas (Christmas)

He say he don't fuck w me, he always bumpin' this shit (This shit)

See me like a figure in the acid rain mist, bitch (Mist, bitch)

Come around my way then you gon' see me in the distance

She think I'm like Sosa in my motherfuckin' Robin Jeans

Ask me if I'm geekin' I'm like motherfucker probably

She wanna give me top she wanna do me down properly

Since 18 fuckin' bitches in the fuckin fallen leaves

I've been sittin' in the basement with no lights on (Lights on)

I've been just starin up and waitin for the right sign (Right sign)

Wantin' her to come on over, put on Mr. Brightside (Brightside)

Any thing to stop the fuckin' thinkin' about the End Times

When I wake up, sick of thinkin' why the fuck do I try? (I try)

Every single Google Search is leading me to Hotlines (Hotlines)

Sixteen, bumpin' Peep, snortin' on them coke lines (Coke lines)

Every single days the same I think I wanna fuckin' die (Fuckin' die)