Bones - DeadInDesignerClothes lyrics

Ridin' in the car with it
Lyin' under stars with it
Stop, then I part with it
I ain't gonna start with it
Lightin' up cigars with it
Smoking and livin' large with it
Do it 'fore you're gone, bitch
Dead in designer clothes, bitch

Ash on the floor, I'm cashed, so you know
Don't expect me to move, no, don't expect me to choose
Dopin' on the road, I'm copin' with the thoughts
You know that all my blinds closed
You know I never leave home

Did you ever think that (maybe)
I would ever make that? (crazy)
No one ever knew me (honest)
Now they all on me (stop it)

Shittin' on my profits, applause is a promise
Young scumbag, never thought about college
No, I'm not clean, bitch, no, I'm not nice
Just 'cause you making music too don't mean we all right

Ridin' in the car with it
Lyin' under stars with it
Stop, then I part with it
I ain't gonna start with it
Lightin' up cigars with it
Smoking and livin' large with it
Do it 'fore you're gone, bitch
Dead in designer clothes, bitch