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
Writer(s): Alan Peck
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