[Verse]
Looking like a young bones
Hold up for a minute your bitch hitting up my phone
She like me cause I'm making corny jokes like Seinfeld
Praying for my life like the mother f*cking sky fell shit
Life is hard I'm bout to f*cking quit
Got a Smith N Wesson blade for a stupid bitch
Think I'm playing
Your bitch hold it down
I'm just saying
Your bitch hold it down
I'm just saying
[Hook]
Think about me nightly
Attitude bite me
Want to throw it down so i told that bitch to skype me
Said she want to flex but she off a pill like Miley bitch dab
Want to be Goth niggas
Tryna act sad
Real recognize real and you far from what i am
P2 flexed up
f*ck with a nigga like me
Rose gold shawty rolling in a M3
She looking for a long hair prince
Got to slow it down
f*ckin post up for a bit
Posted on the couch
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[Verse 2]
Your bitch be calling my name (Yeah)
Your bitch be calling my name (yeah)
Chasing me round PCA
All of you niggas f*ckin lame
All of you niggas f*ckin lame
I ain't left the crib in days
I ain't left the crib in days