Straw Chairs lyrics

Shawty want to fuck

Told her bitch you out of luck

Came only to smoke

No this ain't no joke I don't fuck bitches I don't know I trust

Got a dozen blunts of dust and bitch I'm about to burn

No it ain't your turn

Blunts to my face

Solo blowing smoke rings

Choking

I'm a dope fiend

Smoking til my death I'm hoping

Put me in my coffin cause I'm coughing up my lungs

Bitches keep on callin' but I ain't got no service

Paypal me that cash if you looking for verses

Always on narcotics even when I say I stopped it

Walking with a limp, looking like I got arthritis

Twenty cigarettes, in my mother fucking car

Ridin' round town, I just popped a half a bar

Ridin' with your bitch as she bust down the cigar

Yea, I'm ridin' with your bitch and she bust down the cigar

I'm sayin...

• Artist:$uicideboy$
• Album:7th. or St. Tammany