Still him

[Chorus: alt0]
Yea, she mad
Left her in the dust
Baby, it's a bad habit
You can blame it on the drugs
Another song, we back at it
Did I kill it? Bitch, I must have
Scene been hot, I think I struck a nerve
Man, I must have

Left her in the dust
Baby, it's a bad habit
You can blame it on the drugs
Another song, we back at it
Did I kill it? Bitch, I must have
Scene been hot, I think I struck a nerve
Man, I must have

[Verse 1: alt0]
Beefin' with the team, you beef with me, I'll really smoke him
Bitch, it's "fuck a Glock"
We pull out with chops, we really torch shit
Bitch, it's "fuck the opps"
Fuck the other side, we hit his doorstep
Doors click
Sock 'em in his mouth, he got a sore lip
Poor fit
Cheap denim on me and I'm still him
I need a hoe to waste my time, but until then
I smoked with brother just last night
Man, I'm still lit
Ya'll could never compare
Guess I'm just too sick

Ya'll could never compare, got my bread up
You can sit back and stare while I spend some
Look yourself in the mirror, check your pay stub
Can't even make half of what I've touched

[Chorus: alt0]
Left her in the dust
Baby, it's a bad habit
You can blame it on the drugs
Another song, we back at it
Did I kill it? Bitch, I must have
Scene been hot, I think I struck a nerve
Man, I must have

[Verse 2: alt0]
Only made a couple grand this month
Yeah, that's tough shit
It's 288, I'm screaming out my lungs when I bust shit
I'm up shit
"Mr. Take yo' Cho"
You a punk bitch
When I leave the crib, skeezy equipped, I'm on some fuck shit
I got the drop up on your plug, bitch
I'm taking everything he's got
Put everything up in the bag, if not, you're getting shot
I'ma need your phone too, we know you call the cops
Real stickup boy life, yo gon' answer to the Glock