goth bby - yuke lyrics
[intro]
um, i want them to feel less alone with their feelings. um. understand that things that happen in real life, happen for a reason. and make you become the person you are today. um. and sonically, i just wanted it to feel like a massive trip. so, if they felt like they came out of it feeling like they were in some sort of lucid dream, then i did my job
[verse]
real goth baby, don’t get it f*cked up, aye
i was ridin’ round, n*ggas wasn’t in the cut
who gon’ help yuke when he down on his luck?
n0body lookin’ out for me, i look up at the dovеs
hold on baby, i don’t think you get it, where you goin’?
n*ggas can’t cap and say, “yukе not flowin'”
and i’m tryna hit the shows, tryna be out tourin’
and i don’t really give a f*ck ’bout you and your whoring
you can stay up on that gram wit’ that petty*ass sh*t, aye
i don’t give a f*ck, ho, b*tch slit wrist, yuh
never gave a sh*t, aye, you never gave a f*ck
and i might just run down on that n*gga, and show him what’s up
n*gga know he smokin’ bullsh*t wit’ that skinny*ass blunt
if i walk up in your crib and i caught you, then you done, aye
b*tch, don’t run, yeah
i’m not one of them ones, aye
i’m not n0body son, aye
put respect on my name, that’s all i want
[chorus]
gas in my lungs, i’ve been boofin’ on this blunt
cryin’ in my room, while i’m staring at the sun
smokin’ since a jit, so my lungs turned numb
she just stabbed me in the back, i’m lookin’ at her stunned
b*tch had me lookin’ stupid, sayin’ she the one, aye
thought you was my bro, n*gga, had me sayin’ mud, aye
sleepless nights, i might pour me up some mud, aye
sleepless nights, i might—
[outro]
i don’t give a f*ck, ho, b*tch slit wrist, yuh
never gave a sh*t, aye, you never gave a f*ck
and i might just run down on that n*gga, and show him what’s up
n*gga know he smokin’ bullsh*t wit’ that skinny*ass blunt
if i walk up in your crib and i caught you, then you done, aye
b*tch, don’t run, yeah
i’m not one of them ones, aye
i’m not n0body son, aye
put respect on my name, that’s all i want
gas in my lungs, i’ve been boofin’ on this blunt
(trap finesse cult)
cryin’ in my room, while i’m staring at the sun
smokin’ since a jit, so my lungs turned numb
she just stabbed me in the back, i’m lookin’
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