Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Peck
Alan Peck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Squirl Beats
Squirl Beats
Engineer

Lyrics

Huh, I asked the bitch why she cryin I've been on the drugs for a real long time I never thought about quittin' or tryin Girl, the bitch not mine Girl, the bitch not mine Got martians on my fuckin' team They gon' pull up with a beam You'll tell it's me if it's Green You said pull up So i'm outside yo crib Long stick and it look like a bridge I'ma shoot that shit straight at your fitti You don't even know who did it A lot on my mind, I can't even think She asked for my sign, I gave her a wink My only question is, if that shit pink I'm slappin' a bitch, if that shit stink And they bet on me I respect, they bet on me Like, what the fuck, you ain't bet on me They claimin' they was tryna better me No one else can better me I was surviving off of ketamine There ain't no food in the fridge I was tryna get it lit These hoes got no common sense I was tryna get em in You should've been there back then Since you wasn't, you can't get in Turned 18, now the world is mine I had to go out, I ain't had no doubt Never goin' back to when we was drought Glock on my lap, and it make ya melt High profile, and we doin' a flex I don't even wanna do it like that Back i made it whine Break her back i made her wine And I asked why the bitch cryin I told the bitch I've been On the drugs for a long time She ain't gonna stop me I'ma stop on my own time On my own time On my own time Stop hittin' my phone line I don't wanna know why you Ain't doin' what you supposed to I get high I get high I get high And I asked why the bitch cryin I told the bitch I've been On the drugs for a long time She ain't gonna stop me Cus i'm stoppin on my own time On my own time Stop it in my phone line I don't wanna know why you Ain't doin' what you supposed to I get high I get high I get high
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