COBRA THE EXILE - FINXL//DESTINXTION Lyrics

I don't want no friends
I don't want no f*ck
I don't want no bitch
I don't want no whip
I don't want no drugs
I don't want no fun
I don't wanna talk
I don't
F*ck boys
Really think they made it
But they ain't shit
Fat bitch
Thinkin that they hot
But they is not it
Dumb boy
Got it figured out
Well why u broke bitch
Isis
Think I'm gonna blow up for my God
I'm
Waiting
Around
Bored as
F*ck I just need a something
Nothing
But shit
I guess
I'll stack it all up on my
Plate I
Got plen
Ty space
For all these people that are
Leaching
My time
On earth
Not that it matters leave it
Running down the lane cause I carry
I'm just waiting late game never coming cause I'm burried
Thought that I was something but that shit is kind of scary
I don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Cause they worthless
I don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Cause they worthless
I don't give a f*ck about these bitches
Cause they worthless
I don't give a
I can't waste a second tonight
I gotta keep my keep my dirty little secret tonight
Was gonna tell you but the feds keep f*cking peeping my line
That or I'm crazy
Think I found another bug in the walls
I'm in the wall we f*cking
Spells in the book
Got a flame bitch
Got a meteor
For those who wanna game bitch
I just send em to another f*ckin plane bitch
Cast a sigil on her chest
F*ck a witch bitch
Got a orb inside the castle
I done seen shit
F*ck a sword
I'm casting shit from out your range bitch
Put a mark up on they neck
Like they is guts bitch
I'm like griffin
Way I can't escape my fate bitch
I don't give a f*ck
About your f*cking name bitch
I don't give a f*ck
About this f*cking"game" bitch
I don't give a f*ck
About your f*cking money bitch
I don't give a f*ck
About your f*cking record label
You can f*cking
Suck my dick you
Stupid motherf*ckin bitches you can
Suck my dick you
Stupid motherf*ckin bitches you can
Suck my dick you
Stupid motherf*ckin bitches you can
Suck my dick
You stupid motherf*ckin bitches you stupid
Mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid mother f*cking bitches
Stupid
The pesticide
Inside my mind
Eats me alive
And I can't find
No way to cope with
My toxic thoughts
We are the cause
The human cost
We are the stock
Out on the shelves like
Picture me dead
I'm something like a sick joke
Some just grab dick
And others grab a pistol
F*ck what u said
Can't hear
I'm f*cking pissed off
I cannot stand
These brainlets
How they lift off
Xanax
Codeine
O look
I made a compound
Clorox
Dats bleach
I'm bout
To f*ckin go down
Top off
My glass
Tonight
I wanna blackout
Send me
Away
To space
Don't wanna come back
They left me alone
I took their golden throne
I left the truth unknown
Now watch it all unfold
I don't what I want
But the ends pretty close
I don't what I want
But the ends pretty close
I don't what I want
But the ends pretty close
I don't what I want
But the
The peasants begs
They want me dead
Vultures and crows
Maggots I rot
Pick at my dull bones
Who runs the cults
The ones that know
They can make dough
Problematic
Profit existence
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want