You Make Me Sick!歌词
作词 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Oscar Scheller/Slinger
作曲 : Ashton Nicole Casey/Oscar Scheller/Slinger
You make me sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a bitch like you
Click click click click (woof)
You like my boots?
I could squash you like a little rotten fruit
On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise
Attitude and the booze won’t save you
You ****ing loser
Redmeat deadbeat, you ****ing tumor
Can’t believe I let your hands inside my bloomers
Better count your blessings I got humor
Got a knife too
I call her Tilda, bet your ****ing ass that imma use her
****ing user
Cokehead Cretin
Your life is a blooper
Splinter-looking ass born in a sewer
Suck a dick then I bite I’m a chewer
Go find another bitch to hoover
Count the days until you lose her
I’m mad
You **** my life up then you say “my bad”
You don’t know your way around a pussy call you “Chad”
Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag
Kinda sad
Little nads
I’m mad
You make sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a bitch like you
Click click click click (woof)
You like my boots?
I could squash you like a little rotten fruit
On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise
Attitude and the booze won’t save you
Hello waitress
I want his head for dinner
Silver plate it
Cut his tongue out first
Let’s hear him go and try and say shit
I’m abrasive?
I’m a dragon
Animorph and shapeshift
Fire breathing, break shit
Brain-eating amoeba
Coming for you, I’m contagious
Ruined what was sacred
I was living good before your locusts and your plague hit
I always ****ing fake it
Now you’re crying and you're shaking?
I’ll take your tears and bottle em and use em as a face mist
I’m beautiful
I’m mad
You **** my life up then you say “my bad”
You don’t know your way around a pussy call you “Chad”
Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag
Kinda sad
Little nads
I’m mad
You make sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a bitch like you
Click click click click (woof)