[Verse: heartstopmiami & Tropes]

Hi, I think you should die

And we at the bank, betty you & I

Fell on my face, yea like I'm from the sky

Why you tryna suck me? Boy don't try

He bring out that side, yuh

He bring out that paint, yuh, I bring out that lightning

Anything to say what you wan' say so

For silence

And he riding on the coat tails of Mylon

And he slidin' for dialing

Ay, ay, ay

Who's this asshole? (on god)

Bitch I got the pole (on god)

Pull up to ya spot

Yeh, while you wit yo hoe

She don't even care

She gon' hop up in my lair

She is not scared

She don't even care

I feel kinda bad for you

Here, I'm there

No pretending uh, but nobody sees me there

I'ma turn into Dakota

And you do it for the bread, for the quarter

There's no where to run, like you in a corner

She gon' let me fuck, because I'm a foreigner

Said I'm short, but you shorter

I heard betty died, I don't even mourn her

She so expensive I cannot afford her

She so expensive, yea, I don't even text her yeah

(Unintelligible)

Freh freh .. bitch

She don't got bones like chicken strips

I'm a criminal, I'm a chickenshit (Shit! Shit! Shit!)

Ima sit it out, i don't fuck wit it

But I know Sodo

But why they so mean though? It only takes so much

I only break solar, I'm in the back, molar

She love snow, polar, sticks controller

That 2012 choker, chippin' shit like poker