[Verse]
Looking like a young bones
Hold up for a minute your bitch hitting up my phone
She like me cause I'm making corny jokes like Seinfeld
Praying for my life like the mother fucking sky fell shit
Life is hard I'm bout to fucking quit
Got a Smith N Wesson blade for a stupid bitch
Think I'm playing
Your bitch hold it down
I'm just saying
Your bitch hold it down
I'm just saying
[Hook]
Think about me nightly
Attitude bite me
Want to throw it down so i told that bitch to skype me
Said she want to flex but she off a pill like Miley bitch dab
Want to be Goth niggas
Tryna act sad
Real recognize real and you far from what i am
P2 flexed up
Fuck with a nigga like me
Rose gold shawty rolling in a M3
She looking for a long hair prince
Got to slow it down
Fuckin post up for a bit
Posted on the couch
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[Verse 2]
Your bitch be calling my name (Yeah)
Your bitch be calling my name (yeah)
Chasing me round PCA
All of you niggas fuckin lame
All of you niggas fuckin lame
I ain't left the crib in days
I ain't left the crib in days