WANTD (feat. Michelle Rocqet & Curta)

I am dipping in Ripping them chevrons off the shoulders of bad men Slipping out Bring in the women Do the leading 'Cause we tired of all this laying in the streets, bleeding Check my pulse You feel it speeding We getting shuffled and dealt In smoky rooms with dirty felts Tighten my belt, it's like I'm being hunted Shifting my eyes I see a poster of my face on the back wall And on the top they've printed Wanted Existing like a fine white powdery detritus Use a paper towel along the countertop and you can wipe us Use a credit card on coffee table line up and divide us Just snort it real quick so you can keep the hope inside us Half in the bag coated in hash Fingerprint stains on a prefect sash Rap for me and I've rapped for cash Could get more from life to just accept some passed Stupid standardized test bubble letter answer pad Something about getting that feedback back Happy when I see not beheaded to my craft I'm Taft; I'm stuck in the tub I'm fat, pretty, and unlucky in love Too high awkward talkative to be at the club Too ticklish for a pedicure or foot rub What's predicament in pricing if you do it for the fun Do you hate spitting empty egg sacks from a droopy gun Call this number, run, and take a pill for it, synthetic son Room full of strangers made you feel like a number one Feel like a number one