Yung Lean - Hurt lyrics

[Spoken:] Suicideyear Woo Sad Boys Shawty I'm a' do things that you ain't never did Finna wake up next to you, in my crib, cause [Hook x2:] I'm a' make you hurt I'm a' I'm a' make you hurt Sad boys, we on deck Am I awake? You got to check Went to sleep, then I came back I'm the same guy smoking loud pack Iced out, right back PCP attack Greedy pills hoes, on my ball sack They don't know how to act High tech watch High tech locked Broken skies, fantastic fox Got keys, but I'll never find the lock Emotion boys we in the UFO Skies pink when I'm on ecstacy In Tokyo, playing Mario Sad Boys blast your stereos s**ing on my nuts like pistachios Mixing Champagne with Carpaccio Slangin dough Ho I'm in that polo Stacks of money, more for you Milkshakes with the crushed up oreos I'm in Italy, Rodeo Forgive me after my d**h Caravaggio Louis duffel bag filled with h**n Louis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabs Let them in [x2] [Hook x2] b**h I light up the sky Call me Charmeleon Life on the line I ain't Charmander But I'm nearly on Clearly on d** That will make you hear clearly wrong Longer than my yearly bong hit Shawty thinks she's guest star Lean Lean Doer dresses slicker I'm so iced out that it's Winter Destroy my stupid liver I be on that bape sh** You rocking Quicksilver Never hesitate, sh** To pull the trigger Luxurious, ate before my dinner Throw Bombay down the river Yea, you get that picture Gold and silver around my finger Shorty on that West Side sh** Gold digger, wake up And I'm a winner Showering in 5 star Ho take that look in the mirror I'm on my grind Like all the time b**h I'm Murakami Shawty s**ing on my pastrami Get that salami [Hook x2] Louis duffel bag filled with Heroin Louis Louis Louis duffel bag filled with Heroin [x3] Sad Boys