blameee

[Chorus]
(Yuh) I am havin' a good day, love when the choppa go bang (Bang)
Feel like Kurt Cobain, I got these bullets in my brain (In my brain)
It's all these bitches talk about, like, how I went insane (Fuck)
They say "MIM$, how did you do it?" Baby, I am not to blame (Yuh)

[Verse]
Florida jit, I hit that stain
Fuck a opp, I put a fuckin' pussy bitch up on a frame
Me and gang cannot fuck with you 'cause you is just a lame
When you talkin' on the net, we can all tell that it's for fame (Yah)
Twenty-three, and you still ridin' on my dick
Your car was made when I was born
You old ass bitch, I'm in this whip
So much money in my pockets, oh, yeah, lil' bitch, I'm the shit
I'ma fuck up on yo' mama, little boy, don't even trip (Yeah)
Talk down, yo' mama pussy was elastic
Choppa get to bangin', lil' boy story really tragic
I don't give a fuck about a opp, we get to packin'
Keep that fuckin' iron on my hip, I'm never lackin' (Yeah)
Number one until I die
M gon' stay on top, you can't fuck with me tonight
Shout-out pops, yeah, he really is that guy
There's nothing you could do that could ever make me wan' cry

[Chorus]
(Yuh) I am havin' a good day, love when the choppa go bang (Bang)
Feel like Kurt Cobain, I got these bullets in my brain (In my brain)
It's all these bitches talk about, like, how I went insane (Fuck)
They say "MIM$, how did you do it?" Baby, I am not to blame (Yuh)