They don't wanna see me doin' fine
They don't wanna see me on the grind
She say I'm the apple of her eye
Stupid ass bitch stop [?]
Shit I don't fuck with no hoe
Coulda let [?]
[?]
I don't fuck with horoscopes
I don't care that your sign [?]
Bitch, the answers still no
Imma have to put you in the back of the car
If you ever pull up with a [?]
You believe in stars
You believe in cars
Would your ass still believe in god
To me that's just so odd
To me that's so bizarre
To me I look like [?]
Fuckin' round and [?]
I don't wanna loose my composure
But I might have to just to [?]
Ain't gon' stop till it's all over
Or her body's in my sofa
You can bet that I'm [?}
Gave her a bath bomb
That shit was a toaster
I won't stop
I can never stop
Till those sirens start gettin' closer
Well then I go
Out the back door
Drop mine out on the patio
But I don't care
No [?} I'm in Mexico with a different hoe
If word was around
That things went though
Better not hear shit come out your mouth
Before I come take your house
And you're the next sucker I put in the ground