Split

Split When I'm worried bout a bitch Since I was a kid, I thought I would be the shit I'm split, when I'm worried bout a bitch Like can I get a hit Splittin it in half swisher sweets when I roll Water in my cup, cotton mouth, scratchy throat Never high enough, smokin' 30 million bowls Feelin' young, feelin' dumb, takin' drugs take a toll on my body I wanna feel hers when I'm drunk at the party I wanna light blunts at the club with the Molly You only live once might as well be today Promise you that me and you are gonna be okay That's what they all say, I ain't A-OK Hit the pack, I won't relax today, rap on 808s Fifth tequila left up in the safe, know that shit ain't safe Re-up on the interstate, GPS a mile away, yeah Come on now, get em up I just pull up to a party when I wanna fuck Fried calamari, I don't wanna talk So crispy, might flake off Offbeat, throw my pace off So cocky, I'm Drake y'all Fuck that shit, I'm Jake Paul Fuck all this, fuck all y'all, fuck, I'm just- Split When I'm worried bout a bitch Since I was a kid, I thought I would be the shit I'm split, when I'm worried bout a bitch Like can I get a hit