Letra de Faded

[Skit: Porchy]
Uugh
Дарио, куда ты меня привёл?
Это что за трап-хата?
I don't understand what are you saying
Speak English
Что за хуйня?
Speak English, girl, I don't...

[Chorus 1: Porchy]
Bitch, I'm faded
Damn, I am the greatest (ye)
Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)
Buddy at a crib, you better make it
Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stylin' on my haters (skr, straight, skr)
I just wanna fuck another model
Bitches wearing Gucci's with a Prada
You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over
Told the labors, they can suck their mother

[Verse 1: Porchy]
I don't feel so fucking wrecked
All these strangers make me wanna fight
I just sniff like 2 gram
Hard attacker - is a fight or flight
I guess, I never learn
Fuck the crib boy, I can crash and burn
She looked at me like I'm so absurd
But I love destruction, I'm fucking turnt

[Chorus 2: Porchy]
Rockstar in a way
Makes some sense with a ye
Feeling like Kanye
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a
I don't feel too great
This was all a mistake
But of course, [?]
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a

[Verse 2: Porchy]
Have you ever thought that you were truly
Ready for something you couldn't handle
I was surfing with boy but outgrew me
Now, I'm nearly drowning looking mangled
They don't understand why I'm like this
But I love my life, this shit - is priceless
There is a downside to every turnout
But when somebody tells me that, I'll fuck them telling...

[Chorus 1: Porchy]
Bitch, I'm faded
Damn, I am the greatest (ye)
Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)
Buddy at a crib, you better make it
Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stylin' on my haters (skr, straight, skr)
I just wanna fuck another model
Bitches wearing Gucci's with a Prada
You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over
Told the labors, they can suck their mother

[Verse 3: Porchy]
(What the fuck, Gabia?)
Damn hoe, just chill out (ugh)
Grab a drink and enjoy yourself (look at you)
I'm drunk and high as fuck
I'm dehydrated, you could probably tell (get some help)
I don't need no fucking help (police is coming)
Fuck the feds, turn the music up (such a waste)
Don't look at me, girl, I feel embarrassed (ugh)
I just love destruction when I'm fucking turned (oh, fuck you)

[Chorus 2: Porchy]
Rockstar in a way
Makes some sense with a ye
Feeling like Kanye
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a
I don't feel too great
This was all a mistake
But of course, [?]
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a

[Skit: Porchy & Dizaster]
Yo, Diz
Somebody said they wanna battle you
What? He going do what?
I don't know who they think they are, but
He said he wanna battle me?
Man, none of your motherfuckers messing with me out here
You already know what time it is (ha-ha-ha-ha)

[Verse 3: Dizaster]
Hoppin' up out of the van I ain't playing with you
I don't think you understand what I'm sayin' to you
Er'body around me, they got the same issues
Pack pistols, get money, with the brand wit' you
Tissues missing from your back when a mac hit you
If your scared than you can bring a cap wit' you
When the cans lift you
Open hand back fist you then
The staff let the band did you
Pulling off in the van the sand with you
You ambitious
The knack get you
Tombstone in a statue
I casket you
Ask anybody official what happened to the last issue
As if you was really just mad listen to the transition
I ain't gonna runnin' finish till I hear the last whistle
When ya leave never get to take ya fans with you
Be the closest one that always hit the bad with you (woooh)

[Chorus 1: Porchy]
Bitch, I'm faded
Damn, I am the greatest (ye)
Shit, I feel amazing, 'bout to throw a celebration (what?)
Buddy at a crib, you better make it
Imma lease a Lamborgini, just to stylin' on my haters (skr, straight, skr)
I just wanna fuck another model
Bitches wearing Gucci's with a Prada
You can get your friends, and bring ‘em over
Told the labors, they can suck their mother

[Chorus 2: Porchy]
Rockstar in a way
Makes some sense with a ye
Feeling like Kanye
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a
I don't feel too great
This was all a mistake
But of course, [?]
Ay-ay-ay-ay-a