dead inside - Lil Ill

Whoa

Yeah

Lil' mama put me in her toy box

She pick me up when she gets bored, and then she put me right back

And she get whatever she wants (wants)

When you see her in the streets, she break your neck like snap

Whoa, she drive a lease

A new model, modeling

Prescription xannies

Snapchat in lingerie

But she feels so dead inside

Another boy, another ride (ooh)

Crashing off a molly, high

Reach into her toybox and hit another line

Lil' mama vloggin' in the uber

Pluggin' skinny tea and prayin' that she don’t look fat

Lil' girls on the gram looking up to her

Saying someday «I wish that I can be like that»

Whoa, she’s verified

She knows she’s idolized

Her assistant is on the line

She just sold out her new makeup line

But she feels so dead inside (ehy)

Another boy, another ride (whoa)

Crashing off a molly, high

Reach into her toybox and hit another line

Her friends talk shit when she’s not around (yeah)

She feels like she’s never coming down (yeah)

Nobody can save her now (ooh)

She pours up another round

But she feels so dead inside

Another boy, another ride

Crashing off a molly, high

Reach into her toybox and hit another line (ehy)

But she feels so dead inside (yeah)

Another boy, another ride (whoa)

Crashing off a molly, high

Reach into her toybox and hit another line