Draped up and I’m dripped out
Doped up, Lo goose down
Your down bitch I dick down
Fuckboys, just sit down
Got a lot of Xanax, fog from the thrax pack
Y’all bitches be trippin like you lickin on the frog’s back
Only makes sense that they ain’t no call backs
Cuz they playin roles, heart black as coal and cave bats
I’ma ride slow
Need my jewels lookin like an Al Gore slideshow
It’s still Fuck 5-0 like you fuckin wit a milf
Bitch I'm Skynet built
Leave her sheets lookin like flowers when they wilt
I'm in all black like I’m from the morgue
Only silver lining that I’m findin is the payphone chord
Of course, her pussy like a 2 pack of pink Starburst
Titanic talkin, had to go and sink they hearts first
If he the hometown hero I’ma play supervillain
Pocket full of breath mints, I pop one and lose my feelings
City paved in ice, wish a bitch would catch me slippin
But you were different, that thigh tat had me trippin
When shit pops off, ya pack of wolves play possum
Hungover all day but got these fuckboys nauseous
They ain't real and I see it, sometimes I just wanna cop a chain so they'd try to steal it
Tell em play they position
I ask her how it feel, before she answer, I switch positions
Anyway, back to present tense
What you need, we got the plug like you’re phone’s at one percent
All used up, slumped, first impressions got me contemplatin
Ridin’ wit revenge like Walt wit the choppa rotatin
Out the trunk, y’all ships sunk, I’m sittin here sippin drunk
Hang em out to dry like you don’t want your shit shrunk
Gray luggage under my eyes, I ain’t slept in weeks
Caught me red handed, leavin red handprints on them cheeks
I know these college ass rappers fearin’ me
Just know all them views and follows ain’t what they appear to be
Bitch, straight like that
Chewin pills, always forget that it taste like that
Left life lone wolves, let em read they last rites
Talk dat shit, I’m Scott Summers if it’s on sight
Hoe, what been on my mind the last 12 months?
The last few been a blur if thats any indication bruh
Took a bite out the apple of my eye
Hands thru my hair in between Aphrodite’s thighs
Like…I’m a walkin Walgreens pick up
I’m wit yo bitch, try and see if she pick up
Bitch, twist ties round the trashbags in the sea
Floatin floatin
This potion got me zonin
Doped up, Lo goose down
Your down bitch I dick down
Fuckboys, just sit down
Got a lot of Xanax, fog from the thrax pack
Y’all bitches be trippin like you lickin on the frog’s back
Only makes sense that they ain’t no call backs
Cuz they playin roles, heart black as coal and cave bats
I’ma ride slow
Need my jewels lookin like an Al Gore slideshow
It’s still Fuck 5-0 like you fuckin wit a milf
Bitch I'm Skynet built
Leave her sheets lookin like flowers when they wilt
I'm in all black like I’m from the morgue
Only silver lining that I’m findin is the payphone chord
Of course, her pussy like a 2 pack of pink Starburst
Titanic talkin, had to go and sink they hearts first
If he the hometown hero I’ma play supervillain
Pocket full of breath mints, I pop one and lose my feelings
City paved in ice, wish a bitch would catch me slippin
But you were different, that thigh tat had me trippin
When shit pops off, ya pack of wolves play possum
Hungover all day but got these fuckboys nauseous
They ain't real and I see it, sometimes I just wanna cop a chain so they'd try to steal it
Tell em play they position
I ask her how it feel, before she answer, I switch positions
Anyway, back to present tense
What you need, we got the plug like you’re phone’s at one percent
All used up, slumped, first impressions got me contemplatin
Ridin’ wit revenge like Walt wit the choppa rotatin
Out the trunk, y’all ships sunk, I’m sittin here sippin drunk
Hang em out to dry like you don’t want your shit shrunk
Gray luggage under my eyes, I ain’t slept in weeks
Caught me red handed, leavin red handprints on them cheeks
I know these college ass rappers fearin’ me
Just know all them views and follows ain’t what they appear to be
Bitch, straight like that
Chewin pills, always forget that it taste like that
Left life lone wolves, let em read they last rites
Talk dat shit, I’m Scott Summers if it’s on sight
Hoe, what been on my mind the last 12 months?
The last few been a blur if thats any indication bruh
Took a bite out the apple of my eye
Hands thru my hair in between Aphrodite’s thighs
Like…I’m a walkin Walgreens pick up
I’m wit yo bitch, try and see if she pick up
Bitch, twist ties round the trashbags in the sea
Floatin floatin
This potion got me zonin
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