Speed Gang

Bitch Go Die

2 a.m. and I'm pouring up the liquor
Not gunna lie I ain't never felt sicker
Gotta ease the heartache in my chest
You know how to rip that out the best
And I know I fuck bad bitches that's cool
But none of them hoes compare to you
I do these things to get rid of you
An' every time I think I do I
I'm not gonna lie all I think of is you
When I hear my phone ring you
Not gonna lie every morning it's you
Every night it's always you
Not gonna lie all I think of is you
I can't help it I miss my boo
I hope you're happy with him it's cool
Fuck that bitch and fuck you too