​macbook air

[Chorus]
I don’t like you
Put me in a bad mood
Fendi on my waist
Ya, I'm covered up in tattoos
Block list long
Ima watch it get longer
My clique small
It ain’t gettin' any smaller
I don't sip lean anymore
But I really fuckin' want to
I've been getting bored
And I do not wanna see you
Knockin' at my door
Atom bomb, I'm a guru
Money on my phone
Gotta go, nice to meet you

[Verse 1]
I been busy in my safe place
Tryna get away
Coolin' with my homie B Rod
We runnin' out of space
Like a MacBook air
We still take it everywhere
I still haven’t seen the video
Whatever, I don't care
I got leopard print Demonias
Step all over you
I got shit for doin' drugs
I'm not taking shit from you
Diamond septum
I won’t really tell them
Think we’re breaking up
My connections feeling seldom

[Verse 2]
Black cherry lipstick
You say I’m the next bitch
Ice might be scarce
Really I don’t like to wear it
222 on my neck
Manifest a better next
Relapse, relapse, get a bag instead
Got too many dead friends
Fenty and codeine
Gettin' kinda thirsty
Been a litle while
I’d prolly take a dirty 30
Burberry shades, press equip and walk away
I don’t do much talking
Don’t wanna waste my day
Feel like Ima be okay

[Bridge]
Mama always said I was looking for some trouble
I don’t get ahead
Like to stay inside my bubble
444 in the sky
Black ink in my eyes
All my goonies walk around like they all ready to die

[Chorus]
I don’t like you
Put me in a bad mood
Fendi on my waist
Ya, I'm covered up in tattoos
Block list long
Ima watch it get longer
My clique small
It ain’t gettin' any smaller

[Outro]
Iced out Xbox, gonna play some Halo
New weed socks, Ima wear 'em while I lay low
I'm just logging up my hours and I'm gettin' to this payroll
See you in Chicago, B Rod ride the train home