Lyrics

I be doin' weird shit when I'm alone Bitch give me head like she fell asleep on the phone I know I might end up dead 'cause I been living wrong Bro ain't no pop star, but his Drake singing songs Yeah, this is more my speed Bitch give me head 'til her fuckin' gums bleed I know I'm goin' fed if a nigga touch me Sit some money on his head and trace him with a beam Yeah, I'm not a nigga you should be around Fucked up in the head, I might fuck up the vibe I used to be scared 'til I learned how to die I can't fit in, but I don't wanna stand out So I mean mug while I got the MAC out If she grab my dick again, I'ma blow her back out I try to cop designer, but it's all sold out And I can't do it for the clout In this bitch, geeked up I don't have kids 'cause I never give a fuck I'm a fuckin' introvert, might fall asleep in the club Like ADHD, you get blocked if I'm bored Pops keep callin', his account gettin' flagged Plug keep callin' 'cause I ran off with the pack If you think I'm a ho, ho nigga, think again I might fuck this bitch 'cause I know that I can I got bros draped in all red like a suntan In this bitch, make her do it with no hands Bitch, I'm off a Z, not a Xan' Bitch give me head 'cause I'm a handsome young man I was so broke, and I didn't have a plan Tried to speak up, they wasn't hearin' what I was sayin' Glock on me, that's my lifesteal Nigga, fuck a Warzone, if you down, still get killed I don't play Fortnite, but bitch, I'm tryin' to build When Katana Akimbo, shit get real Shit get real, when Katana Akimbo In the club, geeked up, but I'm not high Run up on me, bro, you might die I'm ready to slice fuck niggas like some pie And I'm on hard 'cause she looked me in the eye (bitch) Run up on me, draw foul in this bitch How you sneak diss then hide wit' yo' bitch? And if the shoe fit, you get tied in this bitch Somebody died in this bitch Came out the water like Soulja Glock, no holster 'cause I like to hold it Got Gucci wallet, but I'd rather fold it She tried to suck me up, but I really wanna fold her In the club geeked up, but I'm not high Even though I'm suicidal, I don't wanna die I don't know myself, but I don't really care I'm just worried about the wealth, knowing life isn't fair But the money is the editor, call it Premier Bitch give me head 'cause it's awkward in here I never rape 'cause I don't make the first move I got pape, but I'm steady skipping school I liked that I liked that Ayy, keep that, keep what he said in here
Writer(s): Marlon Lafayette Brown, Anthony Williams Jr., Charles Zanavour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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