Bulimic - King Bach

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