$uicideBoy$ - Straw Chairs

Shawty wanna fuck
Told her, "Bitch, you outta luck
Came only to smoke" no, this ain't no joke
I don't fuck bitches I don't know or trust
Got a dozen blunts of dust and bitch
I'm 'bout to burn no, it ain't your turn
Blunts to my face
Solo blowin' smoke rings, choking
I'm a dope fiend
Smoking till my death I'm hoping
Put me in my coffin
'cause I'm coughin' up my lungs
(Put me in my coffin
'cause I'm coughin' up my lungs)

Bi-Bitches keep on calling
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
20 cigarettes in my motherfucking car
Ridin' 'round town
I just popped a half a bar
Ridin' with your bitch
As she bust down the cigar
Yeah, I'm ridin' with yo bitch, as
She bust down the cigar, i'm sayin'

Written by:
Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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