By Myself

[Intro]
GrindHard
(Lorenz, don't stop)
Alright

[Verse 1]
I be by myself, don't need a group of niggas
It be me and my bitch or just me and my pistol
Get close, walk a nigga down, I ain't shootin' out vehicles
Everybody say that my head fucked up, I'm losin' my mental
Fuck an AK, if I slide, I'm usin' a pistol
Glock 26 and 43, it can hide in the rental
Can't get seen in no fishbowl, I got my windows tinted
Stop askin' E where the fuck the drank at, you know I can get it
A five of Morton Grove in my cup, this shit taste delicious
Your bottle still ain't got the label on it, so it look suspicious
Made **** on DistroKid, I'm still in the trenches
Ran up so much dog shit, I think I tore a ligament
How many times I gotta tell y'all?
How many times I gotta tell y'all that I am just short, I am not no midgеt?
My shooter believе in Allah, he is not no Christian
These some Off-Whites on my feets, these not no Christians
I'm talkin' Louboutins, I'd never beef with no nigga wearin' [?][0:49]
I got Wonder Bread, you got crumbs, your shit croutons
You might catch me in a foreign car flyin' down Dupont
Thinkin' 'bout a vacation, I might take my bitch to Dubai
Your bitch a butter face, you need to buy that bitch a new body

[Interlude]
Get it, like, don't nothin' look good but her face
Alright

[Verse 2]
I was taught how to get a nigga gone, aim above the waist
Keep your mask and your gloves on and don't leave no trace
I drank the pint bottle upside down, I ain't leave no taste
My Mexican called talkin' in Spanish lookin' for drank, said he needs a tres
If your drank in a baby bottle, I'ma think it's fake
Check it out, find out it's clean, I'ma need an eight
I been gettin' high all day, I ain't even ate
If I find some Act' right now, I'd probably faint
Say he got over two hundred pills, then they probably fake
If he know the doc' can bust the scripts, then they probably ain't
Keep all his money in a bank, he ain't got no safe
G-R-I-N-D Hard, that's all I gotta say
Niggas tryna get a feature, then they gotta pay
Smokin' on some weed from A1, it came from the Bay
If I tried to stay sober, I wouldn't make it today
White boy called, said I'm too far, he won't make it today
I knew her pussy had to be good, she was makin' me wait
So good, every time I had a sale, she was makin' me late