Outta Line

Cold im feelin sick I'm out my mind hoppin out the whip Shawty talkin shit She outa line she take another sip Walkin wit a limp Feelin dope she compliment the fit Take another hit She said i'm different i seen some shit Late night three in the mornin i'm feelin all alone Club lights shawty keep callin me but i'm on the road Two cups double the soda the money overflow Two blunts feelin too faded wit a different hoe Hoppin out the foreign spendin paper wish i gave a fuck Made it from the ramen we were trappin tryna make a buck Bitches see me movin anotha level tryna hit me up Countin up the commas feelin tired think i had enough Wrist still shining feelin like ima chandelier Rich mothafucka said baby just wait another year Fucked up smokin the pack she said lets disappear Blacked out hop out the whip a different atmosphere I don't give a fuck bout what u sayin I been too high spark up a blunt cuz shawty playin Gotta new bitch said i'm the one its complicated Cop a new fit buy what i want i'm gettin faded Gucci on my feet im walkin round like i dont give a fuck Stackin up my green now i got haters tryna test my luck Take another hit i know i shouldn't but im out of love Bitches love my shit i told them stay away im not enough Cold im feelin sick I'm out my mind hoppin out the whip Shawty talkin shit She outa line she take another sip Walkin wit a limp Feelin dope she compliment the fit Take another hit She said i'm different i seen some shit