Omw

Goddamn Fuck an advance, I got my fans, I'll be straight Polo pants, smoking thrax, I'm OK Won't go away, no, what she say? She want my hands 'round her throat, I'm on my way I'm on my, I'm on my, on my way On my, on my, on my way I'm on my, I'm on my, on my way On my, on my, on my way Just stay consistent Keep your distance I hate the things you mention, baby No, there's nothing missing, baby Please don't leave 'lone Don't know where to go Hate it when I'm all alone Hate it when I'm all alone Smoke that kush, that strong Need my check, I'm gone I'ma get my money long I'ma always smoke that strong Need no check bouncing I don't even need allowance She wan' top, she 'bout it I lost my head, she found it, uh-huh Two hits and I'm dead Fucked up, don't know what I said No trust, think I learned my lesson With you, I was in my best in it all Christian Dior Bad bitch with me, I ignore Even wanted more, ha I can't give you more Goddamn Fuck an advance, I got my fans, I'll be straight Polo pants, smoking thrax, I'm OK Won't go away, no, what she say? She want my hands 'round her throat, I'm on my way I'm on my, I'm on my, on my way On my, on my, on my way I'm on my, I'm on my, on my way On my, on my, on my way