Lyrics:
brains, mm
Fried my little brains, mm
Fried my little brains, mm
Fried my little brains, mm
I only got ten minutes, better get me good
Pull out my
Gotta love that shit, yuh
A little fried horse pussy never hurt ya
Get a little dip to put in the pussy lip
Bite into the clit, swallow like your mom did
Got a new plug, my other guy sucks
Barely got a buzz off 25 bucks
Dropped 200, I got too much
And I got too fried I'm sunny side up
Got your dad
a little bit
Hypocritical
Make sure to get your facts straight before telling me to fall in line
You can't have my mind
Right brain, left brain
Absurd,
to get dumb
Need a pint of fried rice and a little Dim Sum
Hold up hold up! (What?) Fascination's turn
Usher in my confessions gonna let the track burn
I been fried as a bitch fried in my room
Fried as a bitch Fried in my room
I been tripping off of oxy and that shit is not so cool
Pop a bean
Yeah, uh
I said my motherboard is fried, dawg
Yeah
I said my motherboard is fried, dawg
Uh
I said my motherboard is fried, dawg
I don't even know how
mama to cry,
Never got to say goodbye
Tried to fight but it multiplied,
Now my brain synapse is fried
So fried, that I can't even cry,
Can't even ask
La de da de da de da
Do I trust 'em? Probably not
I think that y'all probably fry
I think that my brain is fried
La de da de da de da
Do not
what you were to me
In a jar (Jar)
On my nightstand
Want to preserve the memory
My brain's been fried
For days and I
Wonder what the smell is like
If i
frustrated, my brains are fried
I'm frustrated, no place to hide
Cause they see what they want to see
An' no one ever knows that I'm lonely
I've got
and red and blue slimes (Slimes)
Get high 'til my brain fried (Fried)
Updated my wrist, a new time (Woo)
I'm wildin' on 'em, they know
I'm stylin' on 'em,
said why you don't hit me back
I tell her bih you ghosted
Kushy pack got my brain fried
Man I'm toasted
And she acting all goofy like
Why she approaching
what it means when you smoking with the fiends
Lil nigga finna leave your brain fried
I be smoking they be pounds in my bag
All this cash that's why my
This California sun
I think that it's fried my brain
This California sun
I know that it's fried my brain
This California sun
I know that it's fried
These train rides and these walks home
Got my brain fried got me writing my own song
Cause it feels right, finally feel like I'm home
Finally feel
Pain in my brain got me going insane
Got me considering not ever, ever wanting to be drinking again
Forty minutes at eggspectations told Sarah I'm tired
to my nigga got that liquor dark
My nigga 3-2 came down with the water
A dip, dip, nigga trip, trip ya fried
I took my fucking pistol and shot a dopey
Self preservation
I'm chilling in my estate
She fried the bacon
Ain't talking what's on my plate
No time for losses
Tie my shoes and run this race
You know I like my chicken fried
And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well, I was raised up
You know I like my chicken fried
And cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up
Well, I was raised up
on my dick fly off of The handle
I take a nigha hip make him hop no Pot anonymous
Flow so hard it chomp ya brain like Hippopotamus
I wouldn't give two
brain
And at the end of it all then it stays inside of your veins
Feels a little better
When I'm on my way to get her
And I wish I could tell you how
But
Can I tell you how I’m feeling
Try to talk to god every night cause I know my brain need a little healing
I been smoking weed everyday brains fried
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