Secret

Drink in my cup
Not into weed, but you could roll if you want
You can go if you want
You know sometimes I don’t give no fucks
Just weed and Molly
You be outside for the drinks and parties
2-tone baby, know it’s something bout it
Few stones in it, you get real excited
Damn
If one more girl spill drink on me I might just fuck it up
All these people in my section, I don’t know enough
Shawty say she single but it just ain’t adding up
Her phone keep blowing up
Like is we through or what
Is anything here real? (Aww yeah)
All these fake laughs, from these fake friends
I don’t need it
These niggas so conceited
These nigga so...
I can feel it in the air somebody scheming
All this drinking got me partying with demons
I been running from 'em for a couple seasons
I won’t tell nobody but for now
Can you keep a secret?
(Will you keep my...)
I hate all this shit