Bath Salts [Prod. mostøvoy]

@CoaastGxd - Bath Salts Produced by mostovoy Engineered, mixed and mastered by Eddy Vocals lyrics Dumb punk mother fucker trynna keep up, Can't keep up, I like a phat-ass bitch with a b-cup, I'ma eat up, Put'em in a hearse, In the dirt, In the freezer, If you gotta problem better speak up, I don't ever gotta hear you I'm the reaper, Make a bad bitch sad when I creep up, Out of Place, In your face, I'ma bust a mace, Everybody trynna catch a case, Just to get a place in the race to the bottom of 15 minutes of fame, Then replaced by whoever is better at being fake, Fuck a bitch on bath salts, Never mind, they were Epsoms, Put a snitch in the asphalt, And you know how we left em, Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, Tag a fuckboi by the toe, And if he hollers kill him slow, (I got, I got, I got, I got) I got 40's open, Smoking, And a loaded .45, I might put the barrel in my mouth so I can feel alive, Hold the trigger tight and pull it till the blood leaks out the other side, Bitch, the fucking reaper has arrived (I got, I got, I got, I got) I got 40's open, Smoking, And a loaded .45, I might put the barrel in my mouth so I can feel alive, Hold the trigger tight and pull it till the blood leaks out the other side, Bitch, the fucking reaper has arrived