[Intro]

(Fony Wallace)

Yuh

[Chorus]

Pulled up with the all white Rolls-Royce
Baby you don't want me you want the gold coins
Good loud what I breath, you make no noice
Baby Imma live the dream I got my own choice
Pulled up in the all black beamer
While I'm bumping lil peep on the speaker
Ex bitch want me back, I don't need her
Fuck that, Imma worry 'bout me first
Fucked up with your bitch in a backseat
My blunt, what you want, I'm not passing
Fuck a thot, move along bitch I'm cashing
Don't ask me you can have it all

White roses turning red from the blood that I shed
Right moments turning bad
But I don't give a shit

Pulled up with the all white Rolls-Royce
Baby you don't want me you want the gold coins
Good loud what I breath, you make no noice
Baby Imma live the dream I got my own choice
Pulled up in the all black beamer
While I'm bumping lil peep on the speaker
Ex bitch want me back, I don't need her
Fuck that, Imma worry 'bout me first
Fucked up with your bitch in a backseat
My blunt what you want I'm not passing
Fuck a thot, move along bitch I'm cashing
Don't ask me you can have it all
(You can have it all)

(I've been taking my time)

(Yeah)

Baby I've been jumping I've been taking my time
She been fucking me sucking me she been taking my life
Yeah I asked her if she lied to me
She lied to my eyes
I was tripping at the lake when you came in my mind

Now I think the world's a place where we all get confused
You just judge with your eyes and you all just assume
That's why these kids go and hide and they stay in their room
That's why I let my mind get controlled by all the shrooms
Everybody turning sad and they wanna cry
I'm just thinking 'bout the past then I wanna die
I don't know what I had, I don't know what I like
So baby fuck me in my bed and tell me you're mine

Sit back hit the blunt while you're hearing this
You should see that I'm done from experience
Fucked up getting drunk you're delirious
I'm just curious, is it that serious?
But I would do it all again
Even if you can't comprehend
I saw the stars above your head
I don't know what still lies ahead
I'm not who you still think I am
It gets me mad when you're with him
At 12 o'clock I got the text
But you still left me on read
[Outro]

(Thanks Otto)