wet tank top

[Chorus]
Back for the summer, stacked up through the winter (Yung Brando, bitch)
Boy, you down bad, pay attention
I put a drum on a MAC, now that bitch a McChicken
Ready to pull up and stretch 'em
Pray every day that my opps make it back home from prison
Servin' up Whitney like it's new edition
But I'm savin' all of my love for the trenches
I'm at the club dancin'
Baby pulled up to my section
Know he heard 'bout the Devil Mansion
And how we be gettin' bands in
Tried to give me yo' heart, I don't need it
To be real, I think everyone's schemin'
'Boutta crash out, just give me a reason
When you said "I love you", did you mean it?

[Verse]
Like damn, shit can go left
I've seen niggas die over bitches then bitches go fuck on they partners and post on OF
Stay out the way and just count up these digits
Sometimes when I need to, I clean up a mess (Yeah)
If you got a question, lil' ho, you gon' guess
Thought you was a junkie the way yo' ass dressed
Post the same fit every day, it's so tragic
You niggas scroll Instagram like some faggots
I asked the bitches, they told me you not cute
Even the femboys said they don't like you
Go blow a bag for a bitch in a wet tank top
We turnin' trick hoes on 9ensokyo blocks
Nigga, get real, that's just Vlone for females
You payin' for pussy, we sell it for retail (Retail)

[Chorus]
When I'm out of town, I come back with an accent
Open the trunk, pull out the package
Make this shit disappear like it's magic
You can't do what we do, why you cappin'?
Niggas broke, they just bangin' on wax and
Playing make-believe, boy, you not trappin'
Where you posted at? Send me the address (9ensokyo)
Sunny day, I'm alone at the Misty Lake
Set a picnic for two, but you never came
Cirno said everything gon' be okay
They want more than my heart, I don't need 'em
Honestly, I think everyone's schemin'
'Boutta crash out, just keep it a secret
When you said "I love you", did you mean it? (Yung Brando, bitch)