bladee - WODRAINER produced by F1LTHY & Jonah Abraham #COLDVISIONS ♰ Cant seem to get right.. Dirty ass eastpak backpack blood money in a trashbag I bought a thousand Smurfs on Ebay I was on shrooms needless to say I’m the rain king can’t stop the rain I’m having traumatic flashbacks I’m in the airport, fast track Trying everything I’m a labrat say you love me, elaborate on that Say im nothing I’m even beyond that Speaking the truth and then I become that C’est la vie, go tell your mom that Know I fell off but this is the comeback Drain Gang follow the code we honor that Walk in the store I want all of that Icedancer I’m living in DisneyLand So much designer got sick of that So much designer we been in that Put it in the trash we binning that Let’s leave it at that Stepping out in converse and vans Im counting more stars than fingers Three stars Feeling lingers G-Shock, G-Shock my wrist is SBE we cold like Christmas Catch up with us can’t catch me Sleep is the one time I’m happy But even sometimes there’s nightmares I feel like there’s someone else there I’m waiting for disaster or something else bad to happen I’m in this beauty pageant and everybody’s laughing Rollie plain-jane wrapped around my wrist Ever since that I got rich Everyone wants to know me Montana feel like Tony Montana Tony when he was in the club He was sitting all fucked up Just before the shootout Just before the shootout Let’s talk the ones I am that Order hundred bottles send that back Into madness descend back I came back from a heart attack We’re equal let’s pretend that I paint better than Rembrandt I drain better than.. They starstruck off this newsflash Depression clinging to my back Sharp ass claws all on its hands I’m infected from its scratch I feel sick and I feel sad Self hate frustration on my ass They won’t let up on me man Not even a moment I need some atonement.. Thought it was over I’m back Thought I would quit I can’t What else am I supposed to when I don’t even want to be close to you Don’t want to be next to you Sun is shining I can’t stop rhyming Working On Dying 2 Thought I was lying it’s true I’m stuck in this glue I’m the one that’s sick but bless you You get X’d out you’re excused You know Three stars G shock my wrist SBE we cold like Christmas Catch up with us can’t catch me Sleep is the one time I’m happy