Beverly Kills

Tell me, baby
Now was it worth it
I got my issues
And I deserve it
I been working
N-now you nervous
Call me, Daddy, baby, when you think it's hurting

Close the shades and
Close the curtains
Close them legs, bae
Yeah, they been twerking
They been shifting
And now I'm serving
I'll be driving up The 1 until the morning light

Down in Beverly Hills
Where the rich disguise as the mentally ill
Where the docs write scripts
And the kids pop pills
I don't do it for the line
Bitch, I do it for the trills

I just think it's funny that the money makes you psycho
Running with the word of TMZ
It's all your gospel
And God spoke
So die slow
But what do I know
I grow
You dont
You're gonna fucking die
I flow
You choke
I'm rich
You broke
I do
You don't
And I will
But you won't

Down in Beverly Hills
Where the rich disguise as the mentally ill
Where the docs write scripts
And the kids pop pills
I don't do it for the line
Bitch, I do it for the trills

Down in Beverly Hills
Where the rich disguise as the mentally ill
Where the docs write scripts
And the kids pop pills
I don't do it for the line
Bitch, I do it for the trills