​sick of ur tone

[Pre-Chorus]
I was lucid dreamin' (Rochambeau), I bought the lean or somethin'
Got hot like Phoenix, sip tea like Arizona
Sick, need a Kleenex, swear this shit's important
Wasted potential, yeah, I can't ignore it

[Chorus]
I got me a thot, she come in new
I got me a thot, she come in her room and she do a little dance
I'ma say fuck it and blow up again, like a Gameboy, I advance
I can change your life with this motherfuckin' money if you're my fan
Like, bro, get back if you want to go, blow off a blow
Don't get attached if you wanna know, I should go
Keep it a stack, I'm sick of it all, sick of your tone
Little bro, relax, don't pick up the phone, leave it on the floor, oh, yeah

[Verse]
Got nine cops on my ass
Talk to some five-O on the dash
Little bro, go tit for tat, oh yeah (Yeah)
Me and my twin the sex
Doubled up, walked out with a bag
Piped up, yeah, we came with cash
Put that shit all in the past
When we need shit from you, oh yeah
Yeah, I still ignore ya
See that pick up on your story, gonna hit record, yeah
Minecraft TNT, I put my opps straight through the floor
I make a couple thousand in a minute when I'm fucking bored, yeah
This ain't a song until you [?]
I'm reminiscing about you and me, yeah
You wouldn't listen when I had to speak up
I been running digits, oh, can you keep up?
Ooh, I'm fucking shit up on the daily
Two to three weeks, motherfuckers gonna pay me
First check hit and the kid went crazy, oh yeah
I don't know how to act, [?] little bitch just came first class
[?] in that [?], bitch, I'm doing the math
Little bro stay mad he [?] follow back
So much shit can happen to me in the next month
Pussy boy, you staying mad at me 'cause you know that I'm up
Every time I drop, I know your fat ass eat that up
That's yo' ho on my IG, she liked me so she get cuffed

[Pre-Chorus]
I was lucid dreamin', I bought the lean or somethin'
Got hot like Phoenix, sip tea like Arizona
Sick, need a Kleenex, swear this shit's important
Wasted potential, yeah, I can't ignore it

[Chorus]
I got me a thot, she come in new
I got me a thot, she come in her room and she do a little dance
I'ma say fuck it and blow up again, like a Gameboy, I advance
I can change your life with this motherfuckin' money if you're my fan
Like, bro, get back if you want to go, blow off a blow
Don't get attached if you wanna know, I should go
Keep it a stack, I'm sick of it all, sick of your tone
Little bro, relax, don't pick up the phone, leave it on the floor, oh, yeah