Gaultier Bag

Ayy, goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Mommy roll a blunt with wax in the hash
Pull up, fuck with me, boy, taxi your ass
Too much smoke in here, yeah, I'm blastin' the pack
I get goth as hell, then come back like her dad
In the friend zone, tryna fuck you to laugh
Nigga, you the last
Wick on his head, feel like Sasuke from the glass
Flow crystal meth, she addicted, call me glass

I'm in a new clique, I ain't even move, okay
I put shit on, baby, we gon' take so long, okay
I'm like the bomb, got me coughin' up a lung, okay
I don't really smoke strong, OG Diesel got me gone, okay
She don't eat the bong, gotta catch her like Mahomes, okay
You on the song, yeah, you better watch your tone, okay
Fuck what I go home, I'ma hit it like Kong, okay
You can hear my songs, then we see you dead wrong, okay
Water on her wet tank top, yes
Don't know what you know, what you thought, but I'm the best, hey
They wanna run inside of me, my distro check, hey
They wanna react inside of me, ain't got nothin' yet, hey
Pop automatic top, uh
One, two, like a cop, but this shit my job
I peep all the hatin' niggas, fuckboy, you need to stop
They know I'm geekin' hard
I love all my bitches, I need more, let me get my card

Ayy, goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Goth shit headband, goth shit headband, ayy
Mommy roll a blunt with wax in the hash
Pull up, fuck with me, boy, taxi your ass
Too much smoke in here, yeah, I'm blastin' the pack
I get goth as hell, then come back like her dad
In the friend zone, tryna fuck you to laugh
Nigga, you the last
Wick on his head, feel like Sasuke from the glass
Flow crystal meth, she addicted, call me glass

Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy