[Chorus]
I see you lurkin'
Lurkin’
I see you lurkin'
Lurkin'
I know you hurtin’
Hurtin'
You been lurkin'
I know you hurtin'
Why is you lurkin'
[Post-Chorus]
I see you creepin' on the gram i know you lurkin'
I see you tweakin' on my fans i know you lurkin’
If you hit me i’ll leave it on read
I been countin' my bread
Yeah yeah
[Verse 2]
You my number one fan
Hate to admit it, but we ain’t friends
Let all the time go to your head
Yeah you mad, but you know that shit dead
All of my hoes gon throw it back for a boss
Ap skully on the wrist i don't know what that shit cost
Hundred racks in my leather
Im dripping in margiela
I do this rap wIth no effort
You told me i should do better
New bitch get to wet
Vvs on my neck
All i think about is diamonds
You plot on my checks
You said it don't hurt , but i know that it do
I wouldn't wanna be you
[Chorus]
I see you lurkin’
Lurkin'
I see you lurkin'
Lurkin'
I Know you hurtin'
Hurtin'
You been lurkin'
I know you hurtin'
Why is you lurkin'
I see you creepin' on the gram i know you lurkin'
I see you tweakin' on my fans i know you lurkin'
If you hit me i'll leave it on read
I been countin' my bread
Yeah yeah