(Bhristo, talk to em slime)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, sad pretty on you
Won't be right, if it's true
Shit can't be 'bout nothing
Ayy, shit can't be 'bout nothin'
You goin' make the shit true
Evil pretty on you (Ayy, yup, ayy)
Believe it or not, she tried to take your spot
Nigga play stupid games, stupid prizes end up shot (End up shot)
I'm fading away, I need some shades on my face
I'm sorry I scared you, I was geeked all week
Got Chanel for your trauma, got me thinking all week
You keep thinking 'bout a dollar, I keep thinking 'bout me
What you doing when I'm not calling
You still being 'bout me, what 'bout me
White Bentayga in South Beach
I'm the mayor, I'ma put the mob in all the council seats
She a player, she ain't gon' tell my bitch, but it ain't coming out of me
I'ma pay her just for her to leave and brag about me
She hate I got it figured out, call yo' play, I'm sendin' 'em out
I'm fading away
I'm probably changing my name, to straight drop
Opioid, my face hot
I'm in the mix with this lil messy bitch she got face high
Bae, I'm geeked as AI
On the way home, we're pissed off
You probably think, I'm fading away
I'm prolly changing my name, to straight drop
Roxy, 106-N-PARK
And I'm still not sleep, shit can't be 'bout nothing
Ayy, sad pretty on you
Won't be right, if it's true
Shit can't be 'bout nothing
Shit can't be 'bout nothin'
You goin' make the shit true
Evil pretty on you (Ayy, yup, ayy)
Believe it or not, she tried to take your spot
Nigga play stupid games, stupid prizes, end up shot
I'm fading away, I need some shades on my face
It smells very strong, holy Jesus
I know this doesn't look that crazy, but you can smell
Wow, it's a lot of drugs
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