Faded - PORCHY, Dizaster

Uugh

I don’t understand what are you saying

Speak English

Speak English, girl, I don’t…

Bitch, I’m faded

Damn, I am the greatest (ye)

Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)

Party at a crib, you better make it

Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stunt on all my haters (skr, straight, skr)

I just wanna fuck another model (model)

Bitches wearing Gucci’s with the Prada (Prada)

You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over (over)

Told the neighbors, they can suck their mother (mother)

I don’t feel so fucking wrecked

All these strangers make me wanna fight

I just sniff lines to a gram

Hard attacker — is a fight or flight

I guess, I never learn

Fuck the crib boy, I can crash and burn

She looked at me like I’m so absurd

But I love destruction, I’m fucking turnt

Rockstar in the way

Mixing Xans with the Yay

Feeling like Kanye

Ay-ay-ay-ay-a

I don’t feel too great

This was all a mistake

But I constantly chase

High-ay-ay-ay-a

Have you ever thought that you were truly

Ready for something you couldn’t handle

I was serving up with boy but outgrew me

Now I’m nearly drowning looking mangled

They don’t understand why I’m like this

But I love my life, this shit is priceless

There’s a downside to every turnup

But when somebody tells me that I fucked up tell em

Bitch, I’m faded

Damn, I am the greatest (ye)

Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)

Party at a crib, you better make it

Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stunt on all my haters (skr, straight, skr)

I just wanna fuck another model (model)

Bitches wearing Gucci’s with the Prada (Prada)

You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over (over)

Told the neighbors, they can suck their mother (mother)

(What the fuck, Gabia?)

Damn hoe, just chill out (ugh)

Grab a drink and enjoy yourself (look at you)

I’m drunk and high as fuck

I’m dehydrated, you could probably tell (get some help)

I don’t need no fucking help (police is coming)

Fuck the feds, turn the music up (such a waste)

Don’t look at me, girl, I feel embarrassed (ugh)

I just love destruction when I’m fucking turned (oh, fuck you)

Rockstar in the way

Mixing Xans with the Yay

Feeling like Kanye

Ay-ay-ay-ay-a

I don’t feel too great

This was all a mistake

But I constantly chase

High-ay-ay-ay-a

Yo, Diz

Somebody said they wanna battle you

What?

He going do what?

I don’t know who they think they are, but

He said he wanna battle me?

Man, none of your motherfuckers messing with me out here

You already know what time it is (ha-ha-ha-ha)

Hoppin' up out of the van I ain’t playing with you

I don’t think you understand what I’m sayin' to you

Er’body around me, they got the same issues

Pack pistols, get money, with the brand wit' you

Tissues missing from your back when a mac hit you

If your scared than you can bring a cap wit' you

When the cans lift you

Open hand back fist you then

The staff let the band did you

Pulling off in the van the sand with you

You ambitious

The knack get you

Tombstone in a statue

I casket you

Ask anybody official what happened to the last issue

As if you was really just mad listen to the transition

I ain’t gonna finish runnin' till I hear the last whistle

When ya leave never get to take ya fans with you

Be the closest one that always hit the bad with you (woooh)

Bitch, I’m faded

Damn, I am the greatest (ye)

Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)

Party at a crib, you better make it

Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stunt on all my haters (skr, straight, skr)

I just wanna fuck another model (model)

Bitches wearing Gucci’s with the Prada (Prada)

You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over (over)

Told the neighbors, they can suck their mother (mother)

Rockstar in a way

Mixing Xans with the Yay

Feeling like Kanye

Ay-ay-ay-ay-a

I don’t feel too great

This was all a mistake

But I constantly chase

High-ay-ay-ay-a