[Verse 1]
Yeah
Alright
20mg in my hand
Fifth go good with a tab
Round trip flight to Japan
Told that biddy she bad
Shoes and the belt gotta match
No dress code, I’m on my own shit
Keepin’ it tucked, no gaff
[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m glad you asked
Spending money hella fast
Swerving lanes, I’m ’boutta crash
Dodging all the camera flash
You know I really fuckin’ do this, right?
Turning up the scene on a Tuesday night
[Verse 2]
Find the truth out at last last
Let the pain go past past
Cut the ties they won't last last
Let the memories of past past
[Verse 3]
Lie to that bitch to her face
Why am I always so fake?
Always be pushing away
On some bullshit, go away, yeah
Pupils, they be on skates
Know your fucking place
Never been one to chase
Unless it’s money
Love the taste, yeah
Shooters, they know my name
Dumb bitch, get out of my lane
Cited works, no MLA
Equals three, no RWJ, yeah
And you’re really fucking stupid, hoe
If you bite my swag, I’ll fucking shoot you though
It’s amusing though
So delusional
Unbelievable
Don’t you miss me though?
[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m glad you asked
Spending money hella fast
Swerving lanes, I’m ’boutta crash
Dodging all the camera flash
You know I really fuckin’ do this, right?
Turning up the scene on a Tuesday night
[Verse 4]
Smoking that weed that makes you gay
Guess that makes me twice as gay
Hopped on the beat just to get paid
Kill a cis dude if he say I’m slay
Straight out the pound, I’m pushing weight
Taxed for a gram, I paid $3K
Sold out show, spend it all on game
You, me and the blunt
Nightmare three-way
White bitches who love cocaine
Love to say my fuckin’ name
Fuck that bitch, she twice my age
I’ll text her back in 20 days
Missed my flight out to LA
Blacking out in in DIA
Bitch, we’re going all the way
Every single fucking day
Gave it all I had and you threw it all away
I don’t really care about what you had to say
Then I try to tell myself it had to be fate