[Part I]

[Intro]

That's actually what it's called?

Yep

No confidence

[Verse 1: tropes]

Yeah, yeah, I wish you could get it all

Fuck that shit, forget it all

You ain't see me in the woods

You ain't see me in the mall

You ain't see me here at all

It's your memory that's playing tricks

Ain't that shit for kids though? Go and play a bitch

(Throw that bitch in the air, ooh, yah)

And you had it

And he soft like pillow, soft like a la mode

I'm just tryna chill though, who else tryna roll?

Old bitch gave me wisdom, it's untoppable

They said helping me is done, it's impossible

And I could let you off the hook, but there's a lot of em

Smoking pot of gold, smoking pot of luck

Let's go watch a show, it's my favorite one

Get out of your home, let's go chop it up

But I can't go out right now 'causе I look chopped as fuck

[Verse 2: heartstopmiami]

Don't come back, yeah

Don't comе back for the smoke, you had it last year

Me and the gang going through it, it's been a bad year

She only know me by my artist name, 'kay, like yeah

I'm off gas, oh my god, I can't see straight

Fly to Montreal, stuck in overlay

I told Zuly, "Yeah, that ho chips like Lays"

At the casino with my own chips, self made

He think he number one, he like number eight

I made a dharma tape with bae, I'm like, "Namaste"

And I'm like, "Driver, speed it up 'cause we can't be late"

They hating on me when I'm down, they just pulling rank

So when I'm up, I'll send it back, yeah, how it taste?

New strap, oh my god, I still got the case

Me and Tropes go out at midnight, they can't see our face

Hit up gang for the play, what we doing today?

[Interlude]

Wait, why my baby blue?

Yo, it's bbyazul

[Part II]

[Intro: heartstopmiami]

Whoa, whoa

No confidence

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Verse 3: tropes & heartstopmiami]

Asking for the cash, got a boat load

That shit made me mad, seeing rojo

We the rap game Schmoyoho

Gotta blast, ain't no time for a photo

Calvin sent beats to my phone

Stu time running out, I'm like, "Oh no"

She keep sucking dick, I'm like, "Hold on"

I'm stuck in the GTA prologue

I'm just tryna crash on a sofa

Take a bitch out for some boba

They be hating, but they don't know us

You think that you're better, come show us

Two of every bitch like Noah

I couldn't even yell, mouth sewn up

Planet Z shit, stacking like a snowman

I'ma pack his shit, I'ma pwn him

They know I'm a worthy opponent

Smoking gas, let it burn, fuck the ozone

I just want a sip of water like Frozone

She in my DMs asking me for oxycodone

Yeah, Betty tweaking

I don't wanna go no more, bitch, I'm leaving

If you try to punch me in the face, bitch, I'm weaving

Sat in the sun on the weekend

Getting loud on the mic, this shit peaking

Peeking over his shoulder, I'm cheating

I hope none of my fans gatekeeping

I hope none of my fans gatekeeping

I don't love you no more, yeah, we beefing

On a journey, don't stop believing