[Chorus]
\nLove, I ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\nI ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\n
\n[Verse 1]
\nFuck your little clique, bitch, we ain't got love
\nPut me underground, ground up for the slugs
\nPut a fuckin' slug through the back of your mug
\nThis shit's for the real ones that still got love
\nCook it up, put it in your veins like drugs
\nTake over your brain, we the same day one
\nLeaving all the fake shit slain, spray guns
\nLaid in the flames, you a steak well-done
\nI don't give a fuck if you wanna buy merch
\nI don't give a fuck either way, let's burn
\nI don't get enough from the buzz I've turned
\nInto what I was, put my love in the urn
\nFlap your dick sucker, tell your friends Loke sucks
\nTell 'em I'm a thief and I stole your whole lunch
\nTell 'em that my teeth look like I'm on drugs
\nTell 'em what you want, you a cunt in love
\nBuilt, built, built for that chaos that I thrive within
\nI pry into your eyes with something shiny like a diamond
\nWith, with, with nothing left I [prove?] the violence
\nI burn [?] now go and call your firemen
\nI'm just lookin' up your address to send love
\nIs it just a song or a chance to show love?
\nIs it just a pipe bomb? Maybe it's the plug
\nEject it in your speakers, now you feelin' my
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nLove, I ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\nI ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\n
\n[Verse 2]
\n[?] say that it's a love letter signed from me to you
\nAnd I sincerely hope you like it and slit your wrist in two
\nAnd I sincerely hope you bleed to death alone and full of fear
\nAnd then I hope that there's no afterlife so you just disappear
\nPussy, now go online and try and throw some dirt up on my name
\nAnd get your little dopamine hit when they all engage
\nIt doesn't mean you're right when fifty people always cheerin' you
\nIt just means that you filtered out the ones that don't agree with you
\nDick riders, let me break it down quick
\nI don't need a crown for a scene I ain't down with
\nOutside of my people listening to this, I really could care less
\nIf everyone that's living on this planet burned inside a pit of my
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nLove, I ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\nI ain't dope enough for you to wanna show love
\nStrip me of my dignity to try and get love
\nY'all don't know the difference, so I guess I'm out of love
\nWe ain't gotta front, we ain't got love
\n
\n[Outro]
\n(Go fuck yourself, bitch)
\nI hope you burn alive in a car wreck
\n(Go fuck yourself, bitch)
\nI'll be celebrating when you're all dead
\n(Go fuck yourself, bitch)
\nJust put the gun up to your temple in the mirror and
\n(Go fuck yourself, bitch)
\nPull the trigger, and we'll meet you up at Shadowland\n\n
