[Intro]
Now, you know this a Goth Money exclusive, for you n***as, and bitches
Feel so low, ride alone

[Verse]
All alone, feel so low
All alone, feel so low
Ride on chrome, write a poem
Getting dome, all up in my home
Pull up in 'rari, pull up in 'rari
And I feel so lonely, countin' guap lick money
All alone, feel so low
Shorty I'm so low, blowin' on this smoke
Kush up in my blunts, kush up in my lungs
Kush up in my blunts, kush up in my lungs
Tryna get this guap, tryna get this guap