Sadboyshaq - onemoretime+ Lyrics

I'll say this one more time
Talk down on the gang
We can't let it slide
We know where you live baby yeah we gon slide
Keep on taking xannies i'm gon fuckin die tonight
Looking at the mirror everyday
Havin dreams about fuckin up yo face
Babygirl you know i don't wanna fight you
I'm like a demon out of hell ima bite you
Pull up with a stick in my hand
Poppin xans on a flight to japan
Oh no oh man
You're out of control she don't give a damn
Do you wanna come to my place
Assassination boy i'll have u killed in 5 days
Call me hank i be handling the propane
Talk down leave that pussy boy with no brain
I Feel like mumble got a gun If
He reach in his jacket bitch you better run
Bitch boy
You're my son
Commit familicide and now i'm on the run
I just add effects to hide my sadness
In a week or so probably cop me a bad bitch
I lost my mind so i might as well stab him
Put a bullet in his head then i drag him
Yep she stole all my drugs
Well another fuckin bitch i cant trust with no plug
Pop a xanny bitch you know i feel snug
Look me in my eyes i don't give a fuck
Im finna down some hennessy
Had it with the demons yeah they tempting me
Starting to feel like no one is listening
Listen please listen please
What was in this liquor that they gave me
Out of control and my body feeling hazy
Now i can understand why you hate me
Three xannies in my system it's crazy
God damn it she's so silent
Bitch i'm high in the clouds like a skylift
I took 3 percs now i'm ultra violent i'm ultraviolet i'm ultra lying

I'll say this one more time
Talk down on the gang
We can't let it slide
We know where you live baby yeah we gon slide
Keep on taking xannies i'm gon fuckin die tonight
Looking at the mirror everyday
Havin dreams about fuckin up yo face
Babygirl you know i don't wanna fight you
I'm like a demon out of hell ima bite you
Pull up with a stick in my hand
Poppin xans on a flight to japan
Oh no oh man
You're out of control she don't give a damn
Do you wanna come to my place
Assassination boy i'll have u killed in 5 days
Call me hank i be handling the propane
Talk down leave that pussy boy with no brain
I Feel like mumble got a gun If
He reach in his jacket bitch you better run
Bitch boy
You're my son
Commit familicide and now i'm on the run
I just add effects to hide my sadness
In a week or so probably cop me a bad bitch
I lost my mind so i might as well stab him
Put a bullet in his head then i drag him
Yep she stole all my drugs
Well another fuckin bitch i cant trust with no plug
Pop a xanny bitch you know i feel snug
Look me in my eyes i don't give a fuck
Im finna down some hennessy
Had it with the demons yeah they tempting me
Starting to feel like no one is listening
Listen please listen please
What was in this liquor that they gave me
Out of control and my body feeling hazy
Now i can understand why you hate me
Three xannies in my system it's crazy
God damn it she's so silent
Bitch i'm high in the clouds like a skylift
I took 3 percs now i'm ultra violent i'm ultraviolet i'm ultra lying