XTC Songtext

Yeah, I never feel enough
Riot in my head, bro, I might start actin’ up
I wanna start a brawl, baby girl, I like it rough
Hit me in my face, girl, don’t worry, I am tough
And I know all these bitches wanna copy what I built
Molly on her tounge, yeah, she do it for the thrill
Pussy boy is hatin', shit, I’m glad you pay my bill
So much fucking rage, bro, I'm finna start to kill
Ayy, shout out to my brothers from the states, shout out Dyll
Xanax bottle gone, maybe that's why I feel chill
Swallow on my tongue, baby, better never spill
Trauma in my brain, bro, I feel so fucking ill

Yeah, I need me a real baddie bitch, they don't know what the damage is
My brain is full of anger shit and I can’t even manage it
Yeah, I'm drinking the whole bottle, bitch, now I'ma go full throttle quick
My heart feels like a hollow tip, I think I'm getting fucking sick
I really need to move, baby, I'm so sorry but I never tell the truth
I'm always on my grind, yeah, I'm always in the booth It's really hard to find, but I know I help the youth
I'm running out of time 'cause I don't know what I-