"ghost boy ot" lyrics

Ghost boy roaming the earth, it's concerning
I swear to God, ghosts, go make my body drop, beatbox
I'm fucked up, I drive 180 MPH, I can't see the road
I might slip, I can't see the road, I might die
House is getting hot from the body in my stove
Put her in a box, then I took her on the road
Drinking while I drive 'cause I really wanna die
I cannot survive in this fucked-up, evil life

Hate the way I walk, yeah, I hate the way I move
Hate the way I talk, and I hate the way I'm blue
I don't like to do shit, I just sell my hoe
I don't like my fits, so I'm rocking old clothes

Ghost boy roaming the earth, it's concerning
I swear to God, ghosts, go make my body drop, beatbox
I'm fucked up, I drive 180 MPH, I can't see the road
I might slip, I can't see the road, I might die
Watching SML while my whole life goes to hell
Locked in on solving every fucking body's problems first
House is getting hot from the body in my stove
Put her in a box, then I took her on the road
Drinking while I drive 'cause I really wanna die
I cannot survive in this fucked-up, evil life

Hate the way I walk, yeah, I hate the way I move
Hate the way I talk, and I hate the way I'm blue
I don't like to do shit, I just sell my hoe
I don't like my fits, so I'm rocking old clothes

Ghost boy roaming the earth, it's concerning
I swear to God, ghosts, go make my body drop, beatbox
I'm fucked up, I drive 180 MPH, I can't see the road
I might slip, I can't see the road, I might die
Watching SML while my whole life goes to hell
Locked in on solving every fucking body's problems first