Yung Lean - Hurt Lyrics
SuicideyearWooSad BoysShawty I'm a' do things that you ain't never didFinna wake up next to you, in my crib, causeI'm a' make you hurtI'm a' I'm a' make you hurt(X2)Sad boys, we on deckAm I awake? You got to checkWent to sleep, then I came backI'm the same guy smoking loud packIced out, right backPCP attackGreedy pills hoes, on my ball sackThey don't know how to actHigh tech watchHigh tech lockedBroken skies, fantastic foxGot keys, but I'll never find the lockEmotion boys we in the UFOSkies pink when I'm on ecstacyIn Tokyo, playing MarioSad Boys blast your stereosSucking on my nuts like pistachiosMixing Champagne with CarpaccioSlangin doughHo I'm in that poloStacks of money, more for youMilkshakes with the crushed up oreosI'm in Italy, RodeoForgive me after my deathCaravaggioLouis duffel bag filled with heroinLouis goons who finna trip on LSD acid tabsLet them in(X2)I'm a' make you hurtI'm a' I'm a' make you hurt(X2)***** I light up the skyCall me CharmeleonLife on the lineI ain't CharmanderBut I'm nearly onClearly on drugsThat will make you hear clearly wrongLonger than my yearly bong hitShawty thinks she's guest star LeanLean Doer dresses slickerI'm so iced out that it's WinterDestroy my stupid liverI be on that bape shitYou rocking QuicksilverNever hesitate, shitTo pull the triggerLuxurious, ate before my dinnerThrow Bombay down the riverYea, you get that pictureGold and silver around my fingerShorty on that West Side shitGold digger, wake upAnd I'm a winnerShowering in 5 starHo take that look in the mirrorI'm on my grindLike all the time***** I'm MurakamiShawty sucking on my pastramiGet that salamiI'm a' make you hurtI'm a' I'm a' make you hurt(X2)Louis duffel bag filled with HeroinLouis Louis Louis duffel bag filled with Heroin(x3)Sad Boys
