​boyfriend

[Intro: mental]
Yeah, uh, uh

[Verse 1: mental]
(#NOVAGANG)
"I would never trip over stupid shit"
That's what I said before I tripped over some stupid shit
Pockets green so I had to put the blue in it
He don't know who prblm is, I had to clue him in
He don't know who Dorian is, I had to let him know
You can't change a thing you did, the past is set in stone
You can change the future though, just find a stepping stone
They don't speak my language though, they need Rosetta Stone
Commitment issues, I'm steppin' nine toes
I got a boyfriend, I don't like hoes
Yes, I got some new swag, you can't bite those
I got a boyfriend, I don't like hoes
And I put some new rocks up on my toes
And I put some new rocks up on my teeth
Yeah, they glisten, you can see 'em when I speak
I'm just chillin', made a livin' sellin' beats

[Verse 2: FearDorian]
And she got my Insta blocked, but she still look at my Tweets
(#NOVAGANG)
Wake up, [?] a pack, go to sleep and then repeat
My girlfriend got OCD so I left the room neat
I don't even know if she got OCD, I probably should not have said that on the beat
Probably like, "What is this beat?" but when I made it, I was tweaked
I feel like Xavier 'cause my eyes low and I can't see
I got carats on my teeth, but I hate carrots, I can't see
If you tryna take this serious, what do you see in me?
If you take my craft serious, then go and buy a beat
I feel like I'm colorblind because I only see the green
Get your boyfriend out the green room 'cause he wasn't on the team
[?] in the green room and you didn't say a thing

[Verse 3: tenkay]
Smokin' different strands to keep my head high (#NOVAGANG)
Had the roof under the rain, but kept my head high
It's 3 AM, I'm in the trap watching them berries fly
Countin' up this goth money while listenin' to When Doves Cry
If this yo' bitch, why she wake up in my bed? Why (Why)
I had to lay that ho down like a bedtime
Why the fuck is you even with that bitch knowin' she [passed down?]
Why the fuck you in the club touchin' girls knowin' they passed out?
Me and mental walk up in the spot and all the hoes pass out
And I throw these fucking racks out, she gon' pull her racks out
I got too much money in the bank, lets go and put some cash out
My neighbors can't sleep when I smoke, yes, it's that loud
I'm so-oh fucking pretty like a girl in a magazine
With these mags, I could make yo' self fold like a magazine
Smell those drugs when I piss, man, it's hard for me to keep it clean
Left yo' bitch at the curb and say sorry that's what it had to be
Don't worry, you gon' get your turn, but it's always gon' be after me