Red Flame

Made it to this point but I'm still a troubled soul
I’m a sick ass, twisted ass, crooked ass fool
Could go to the bar or I could just go home
Looking through a cloud of smoke see crowds of people down below

Why so many y'all act fake nice
Do you really fuck with me or you just want what I got
All these kids are lost want something to talk about
Dollar bills and they're scattered on the floor

I know the people at the coffee shop hate me
Can’t walk in a straight line
Blackout when I fall asleep
Wake up and it feels the same for me
I've been lit recently, picking random hoes up off the street

She want another round so I'll drop trou
Bust down
I'm just tryna be the best she's ever had
And I ain't even really tryna go outside
They just block me, lose or gain weight
Disassociate, move out of state

Okay, fuck you
I'll have meaningless sex with all our mutuals
From surrounding random towns but somehow they know you
Feels like so long ago and there's still distance between

New York, sipping lean, tatted on my knee
Tripping on my shadow, hoes checking up on me
Yeah she’s in my DM’s cuz she cares about me
Asking me which color wine we should drink

Yeah I've been smashing hoes everyday
No need to complain, and no time to explain
Finna roll a blunt, finna hop another plane
Fendi shoes on with the plates

Cocaine drip on her nose, red flame
Body’s feeling numb and I'm the one to blame
Skate so hard, stalefish, I'm catching waves
Told the bitch sorry I forgot her name
Not much I can say
A different hoe everyday
Plotting all my schemes and I've thought through everything

I’m so mad at myself I didn't mean to dodge my ex
In bed with other hoes and I'm missing all her texts
She's just like the rest, she's not worthy of this sex
I'm a point guard, balling up, I'm swishing nets
Missed calls and I'm thinking it's a threat
Could go to the bar, but I'll just stay home in bed