[Hook]

Some days I don’t wanna get outta my bed.
Takin’ all these drugs ’cause I’m trapped in my head.
I can’t lie, bitch, I wanna be dead.

[Verse]

Lemme line my wrists up, baby.
Check these slits, Eminem, no skits.
I really miss the good times with my bros,
Layin’ in my deathbed, hopin’ I don’t wake up.
Fuck my ex, bitch, I don’t wanna make up.
(No, no, no) (No, no, no)
Pourin’ up this double cup, slow, slow, slow.
Fuck that bitch, I don’t need no hoe.
Pass her to the clique, baby, get some dick.
The shit I think will make you sick.

[Hook]

Some days I don’t wanna get outta my bed.
Takin’ all these drugs ’cause I’m trapped in my head.
I can’t lie, bitch, I wanna be dead.