Britney Spears
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Fantasize, I wanna disappear
And I smoke a L and I sip a beer
I know the cops won't get me here
I shave my head every day like I'm Britney Spears
[Verse 1: Ricky Hill]
I know my haters hope I lose my tone
But I'm Ricky Hoe, I know I fucking won't
Don't burn me, bury me
I want my loved ones that strong to carry me
The bitch said "If you don't want me to have your baby, then why you cum in me?"
And then the devil said "If you don't want me to live here, then why you summon me?"
I just say "I wanna kill more, 'cause they makе fun of me. Now come with me."
I got Satan sitting undеr me
God above me and a hoe making love to me
I tell her "Get off me", when she try to cuddle me
I lay down and the bitch gonna straddle me
I fall asleep and them demons tryna battle me
They want a rivalry, but ain't nobody high as me
I wanna die with me, 'cause she keep waving bye to me
She don't hear me, that's Satan tryna body me
I'm the prince of the darkness, but colder
'Cause I got a fucking chip on my shoulder
Young bitch, you make me bored
Ricky ride Impala not a Honda Accord
I wanna put lead through my brain
Everything you said to me, still feel the same
[Verse 2: OTL Beezy]
Every day I go brazy like I'm Britney Spears
Every day, I shave my head like I'm Britney Spears
Got a Glock with some titties, she like Britney Spears
Caught that nigga lacking, then I tat' a tear
Spin his block with choppas, make these nigga fear
They say "It get better", but it still feel the same
Pouring pints of lean, tryna ease this pain
Every day I thank the devil for this cocaine
And breaking shit down, we gon' sell the whole thing
Caught that nigga lacking, she he busts his brains
Fantasies of suicide, so I let it bang
Bitch I'm fresh to death, like I kill myself
I stay popping percs, it's bad for my health
I'm a sad boy, I got tatted tears
Got the nigga scared, I'm who these nigga fear
I was born from pain, I'm hurting every year
Pull up on opp, we gon' empty clips
Got a new Glock, that bitch on my hip
In the kitchen whipping with a bad bitch
But she a sad bitch, she just slid her wrist
Bitch, I'm sad too, so come and suck this dick
I just sold my soul, for like fifty bricks
[Chorus: Ricky Hil]
Fantasize, I wanna disappear
And I smoke a L and I sip a beer
I know the cops won't get me here
I shave my head every day like I'm Britney Spears