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' --- Straw Chairs - $uicideBoy$