why tho

why tho

why tho

why tho


these women don't know what they want I speak to the fuckin moon pasting back and forth living In her soul like what the fuck does she want I literally don't gotta pick  my phone up it's a strong fucking thought she wants to tell

me something it's never going to drop

she's literally the reason weed smoking

stopped

what the fuck do you want?

what the fuck do you want?

what the fuck do you want?


always at my neck like your my fuckin
mom? what do you want?

making me cry like a little bitch

ready to haunt maybe your holding something In? what the fuck is it?