[Intro]

That’s it

Ayy, Fatt

[Verse 1: FattMack]

Why everytime we argue, you just leave?

I can go get any bitch, I want but you the one I need

First you stab me in my back, then you step back and watch me bleed

Now I'm healed up, got on hella drugs, when I lost you now I can't feel love

Yeah, you did me wrong, but if you need me I'll still come

I can't even count how many times I took you back

Bitch, tell another lie, you don't love me, you just attracted

Go be happy with that other nigga, that don't make me sad

It’s just me and Ken, we strapped up ridin' dirty and in this Scat

You can't come be on my team, 'cause can't no Jersey feel nat

Chasing money in my dreams, I put down lean, I got too fat

Picked up pistols, pills, and weed and ate my sleep up in the trap

It ain't my fault I'm chosen, I didn't ask to be born

I done went up too bad, all my exes want a re-run

So high I can't move my eyes, somehow I'm driving, I can't see nothin'

And we gon' keep shooting at these pussy niggas till they d-up

And I'm the type to hit the A and blow a bag and Dior (Dior)

I'm doing that about the skins your bitch had when you seen her

You get your hoe back in the morning, I don't wanna keep her

I only call her when I'm horny, only time I need her (On, God)

[Verse: TRS Donn]

When I call her late night, she know that I'm trying to have some sex

Baby you stay down right now or I'ma get taken on a private jet

I'm trying to run away up to the ceiling, ball like the boy Scottie just appeared

Can't shit a deal with everybody cause when I hit her, I'ma have a bad trip

Yeah, show you how to get lit

Everybody gotta love me and try

Then they'll kiss me around this bitch

Pussy shit, I'm done, that was me

When it come to models, y'all turn a nigga in the city

I'm top three on that list

Came around talking about how I hit his, hoe, I got him pissed

You can get rich off of a gram, all you gotta do is stay down

She fell in love with my vibe, I just keep taking her out of town (Town)

I just keep taking her and shopping around

If you mine, I'ma treat you right

If you mine, I'll give you what you like

If you mine, I'ma be the right guy

[Verse 2: FattMack]

You on my mind all day and night, I'm popping pills, to feel alright

Ayy come and chill, and Crack Seal

I really cried, when Smaky died

From out the ground, I'm feeling down, and it get harder for the smile

I got slim, I'm coming trim, and we still pull up and let off rounds

I be hopping in no nigga beef, I got my own problem

Tali in the kitchen, whipping on it, grandma’s stove top

Knew she was the devil, by the way, she sucked the soul out me

I'ma stay performing, nigga, play we snatching poles out

I don't pay for frontals, you ain't fucking got the wrong guy

All this shit, out hustle, never put no fucking loans out

Pull up, I want neck, and bitch, don't pull no fucking phone out

I’m perks, and I'm on X, but I'm on point, even though I’m zoned out