Stolen whip
Driving through the forrest
Still ignoring
Hoe keep screaming help inside the trunk
When I go floor it
Dancing on her grave before I take her face and torture
Shawty scream my name because it makes me feel important

I did some things that might need to be questioned
I can’t remember a thing from December
Bodies, I’m doubting but I see dismembered
Thots in my thoughts, shot a bitch when surrendered

Bitch I’m back up stunting
Pissed, not buzzing
Bitch came fuck me up, the fucking lame ones running
Bitch I’m coming
Pissed, not buzzing
Get the fuck away from me cuz bitch u nothing