Playboy bunnies laying on the couch

I got three sixes in my bank account

New toy, I think I wanna try her out (out)

Lose that dumb shit, give me what you owe me, run it

No discussion, grab the credit card and cut it

Louis luggage keep thinkin′ I'm gonna live out of it

Nothing to gain, nothing to lose

′Cause I'm about to spend a month's pay on cocaine

Fuck a bitch who got a boyfriend, spit in his face

Take a motherfucking nine M to my brain

Put my body in designer in my coffin (coffin)

Chew toy, barrel laying in my mouth

Bon voyage, bitch, I′m heading out (bye)

No choice, the party drugs are running out

I′m freaking out

Lose that dumb shit, give me what you owe me, run it

No discussion, grab the credit card and cut it

Luis luggage think I'm gonna live out of it

Nothing to gain, nothing to lose

(Ugh, you′re a monster)

'Cause I′m about to spend a month's pay on cocaine

Fuck a bitch who got a boyfriend, spit in his face

Take a motherfucking nine M to my brain

Put my body in designer in my coffin (coffin)

(Spend a month′s pay on cocaine)

(Fuck a, fuck a, fuck a boyfriend, spit in his face)

(Fucking, fucking, fucking nine M to my brain)

(Fuck a, fuck a, fuck a boyfriend, spit in his face)