Anne Bonny - Death Grips

I’m on that v, on that yellow pill shit

Fuck the deal is

Fuck kill steal shit

Fuck real

Yeah I called this dude a bitch

Why you have me do this shit

I done made a fuckin mess

Lick it up you stupid bitch

Play some fuckin music bitch

My scabs under my fingernails

Can’t help myself don’t wanna feel myself

Road kill slung over wicker wheelchair

X amount take me out

Twenty minutes

I’m almost there

Enter high tide blank stare ripples rise

Countem frame by frame

Edge of shore hog tied

Can’t wait to fuck my brain

All I need to forget is today

Rip current pulls me down by open wounds on my lower left leg

Yeah I called this dude a bitch

Look like all he wanna do is switch

Ghost ship ritual double exposed

Delusional tendencies I’m belly up

Fuck it though I indulge in supremacy

Sixty beggars behind my casket coma

Sub under gaze of sadistic dom

Suck the skin off my teeth

Automaton embalmed

Under breath whisper never go too far

Bitch I’m gone bitch I’m on