Lyrics Bulimic - King Bach

Bulimic

Up early in the morning
Ate an omlette
Oh, I think I’m about to vomit
Creeping down the hallway, looking for a toilet
Oh, Somebody break out the Comet
Bacon got my belly rolling like a tire
Oh, Diabetes got me tired
My esophagus, on fire
So I can be 10 pounds lighter
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic
Ever since lunch, I’ve been snacking too hard
Cool Ranch Doritos weighing on my heart
Take my index fingers stick it half way down my throat
The bile acid from my stomach is hella tart
And I don’t care what you say
I gotta do what I gotta do
Ain’t worried about love
My relationship is through
Ain’t tryna be anorexic, every lie that I tell is true
If you don’t get out my way I’mma vomit on you
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic
Watch my six pack appear, in the next 10 minutes
I ain’t gotta work out
For my fat to diminish
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic
What you gonna do when I throw up on you?
Think I just might be a bulimic