to work for a commaSince I ran into a

we were getting lunch at 1:30And now it's 2:29It's

is how it feels to have a winning streak, babyRockin'

pour me up a double shot of baby

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin’ me all night

said, "Oh no, Anabelle"I won't let you run from this

Part I: 16 fifteen, the innocence was gone astrayHad

'em rest in pain and long live the gangAll that

1: so drunk, he hit his head on the

a glimpse of myselfOut a Greyhound windowHeadin' for the

1: l've been in a bad conditionHaven't felt myself

live said it was over for me

you be my Joan Jett..Won't you be my Joan

know he hurt you bad, but you won't come cleanThey

Shaboozey & Noah it my fault that you're lost?It's

ride together, we die togetherNow that I'm gone, I know

snakes, searchin', lurkin’ (Uh)Creep up from behind, you better ask,

her out WestGot me right in the chestAnother

I: fall to piecesEach time I see you

shitCasa my favorite MigoOn GodTwo hoes tryna come turn upI'm