ETPHONEYOBITCH by Kllhllw Lyrics
Verse 1: LiL hOllOw
Yung Gash Ashen
Frozen demon, scorched assassin
I'm drippin from the acid
Ever empty everlastin
Razor blade on switches
I don’t fear my fuckin maker, nah
Catch me wit no bitches
Creepin out the cremator, yuh
Man fuck this shit bruh
Lean and xanax, sit inside a panda I sip from
She ain't gonna love me when my wrists all slit up
Yuh
Run up wit some water ain't no agua I has bruh
Run up at a party turn to hØllÖw get stabbed bruh
Shawty sorta naughty throw her dick she throw it back bruh
Verse 2: LiL Gibby
Spill your guts, no, spill your blood
Spill the cup, I drank the mud
Sick like SpongeBob, got the suds
Critics always love to judge (fuck you)
You couldn’t reach it if I held over you (overtop)
I am transcendent and I see the overview (overtop)
I'm getting teased by a bitch called karma
Going through shit that will mentally scar ya
Man in the moon, just look at the stars, yuh
They can't tear us apart, yuh
Obsessed with perfection, so OCD it might kill me
In your head like a possession
Now the lights are so florescent
Just relax while I practice
Turning my pain into ashes, yeah
Yung Gash Ashen
Frozen demon, scorched assassin
I'm drippin from the acid
Ever empty everlastin
Razor blade on switches
I don’t fear my fuckin maker, nah
Catch me wit no bitches
Creepin out the cremator, yuh
Man fuck this shit bruh
Lean and xanax, sit inside a panda I sip from
She ain't gonna love me when my wrists all slit up
Yuh
Run up wit some water ain't no agua I has bruh
Run up at a party turn to hØllÖw get stabbed bruh
Shawty sorta naughty throw her dick she throw it back bruh
Verse 2: LiL Gibby
Spill your guts, no, spill your blood
Spill the cup, I drank the mud
Sick like SpongeBob, got the suds
Critics always love to judge (fuck you)
You couldn’t reach it if I held over you (overtop)
I am transcendent and I see the overview (overtop)
I'm getting teased by a bitch called karma
Going through shit that will mentally scar ya
Man in the moon, just look at the stars, yuh
They can't tear us apart, yuh
Obsessed with perfection, so OCD it might kill me
In your head like a possession
Now the lights are so florescent
Just relax while I practice
Turning my pain into ashes, yeah