[Verse]

Looking like a young bones

Hold up for a minute your bitch hitting up my phone

She like me cause I'm making corny jokes like Seinfeld

Praying for my life like the mother fucking sky fell shit

Life is hard I'm bout to fucking quit

Got a Smith N Wesson blade for a stupid bitch

Think I'm playing

Your bitch hold it down

I'm just saying

Your bitch hold it down

I'm just saying

[Hook]

Think about me nightly

Attitude bite me

Want to throw it down so i told that bitch to skype me

Said she want to flex but she off a pill like Miley bitch dab

Want to be Goth niggas

Tryna act sad

Real recognize real and you far from what i am

P2 flexed up

Fuck with a nigga like me

Rose gold shawty rolling in a M3

She looking for a long hair prince

Got to slow it down

Fuckin post up for a bit

Posted on the couch

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[Verse 2]

Your bitch be calling my name (Yeah)

Your bitch be calling my name (yeah)

Chasing me round PCA

All of you niggas fuckin lame

All of you niggas fuckin lame

I ain't left the crib in days

I ain't left the crib in days