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Yeah. One, two, I'm drinking whiskey. My head is spinning, got me going out my Mind, whoa. You wouldn't miss me. Knew you was lying, now I'm running out of Time, whoa. I'm getting tipsy. If I was dying, you would probably end up Fine, Mmm. I'm sipping whiskey. But I'm gonna go and draw me up another Line, yeah. Ay, ay, ay. I fucking hate this bitch. Should've never dated this bitch. I should've raped this bitch and made the bitch Go buy me shit. I should've raped this bitch and never called her Again. I wouldn't end up suicidal with a bottle Of gin. There goes Delgado again, Fucking with models again. If they swallow, have no problem getting follows Again. But this bitch stay out all night, And we just argue and fight. She's probably sucking dick at every fucking party In sight. She probably fucked in my bed. She always fucks with my head. She could've called me, could've saw me, always Something instead. Now I don't feel the bitch. I should've killed the bitch, killed the bitch. But real shit's killing me, can't deal with it. Ask where she's been and now she's screaming and She's packing her clothes. Now I'm saying I can't trust them and I'm Slapping these hoes. Fall asleep, hold my phone. Now I'm cold and alone. If I wake up screaming, hold the pistol cold To my dome. If I-I'm drinking whiskey. My head is spinning, got me going out my Mind, whoa. You wouldn't miss me. Knew you was lying, now I'm running out of Time, whoa. I'm getting tipsy. If I was dying, you would probably end up Fine, Mmm. I'm sipping whiskey. But I'm gonna go and draw me up another Line, yeah. Ay, ay. It's been like four days. I'm stressed with the hoe stays. And I know where the hoe stays. And I'm over your hoe phase. And I'm catching a whole case. For what's a fave? My cousin told me I got problems again. And I can't solve them drinking whiskey, always Falling again. But tell me, how can I cope? I'm off that whiskey and Coke. I'm going broke buying dope. And now I'm losing all hope. I tried to text her, but she didn't even Answer my shit. That's what I get for going Out and fucking dances and shit. Call again and answer me, bitch. Over here and losing my shit. Didn't wanna leave no fucking bruises, but you're Choosing this shit. Ain't accusing, But you're putting on a shoe and it fits. You used to tell me that you love me, But you ruined it, bitch. I'm doing line after line. I'm cutting cut after cut. I could've had a decent woman, but I wanted The slut. I haven't slept for days. It's been some weeks since we've spoken. Now it's all in the open. I'm all coked out and I'm broken. I'm drinking whiskey. My head is spinning, got me going out my Mind, whoa. You wouldn't miss me. Knew you was lying, now I'm running out of Time, whoa. I'm getting tipsy. If I was dying, you would probably end up Fine, Mmm. I'm sipping whiskey. But I'm gonna go and draw me up another Line, yeah. Fucking bitch