Death Note

Fuck yo' couch, ah
I just genuinely don't like people (let me drive the boat)
Like, I don't know what it is
it's not my fault I'm a fucking introvert
I just don't like fucking talking to people, man
ah
Why the fuck they tryin' me?
Cocaine color ivory (yeah)
Writing in this death note
It ain't no fucking diary (bitch)
Why you looking pressed though?
You feeling that anxiety (you scared)
I appear like "Presto" and ain't no one surviving me (Rra, rra, rra)
Why the fuck they tryin' me
Cocaine color ivory
Writing in this death note
It ain't no fucking diary
Why you looking pressed though?
You feeling that anxiety
I appear like "Presto" and ain't no one surviving me
Rocking all this Rick
Get the fuck out my way, you don't need a pic
Your bitch said come and play now she eating dick
Like her name Sasha Gray, now she leaving quick
She fucked Sauce on the same sofa, sleep on it
Copy paste it, you're lame from the previous
All this blood on your face so I'm leaking in
And there's nothing I love more than being pissed (ah)
Not your average shithead (yeah)
Prolly dispose of bodies at the dump
Ayy, the police out of luck, bitch, 'cause I can break these cuffs
Ayy, I turn his ass to dust
Ayy, the shotty make them duck
Uh-uh, someone I don't trust
Walking inside my function
Erase him (yeah)
Erase him (bitch)
Erase him
Erase him (ah)
Erase him
Erase him (yeah, yeah)
Erase him (yeah)
Erase him