Ex hoes watching like paparazzi, they all gossip
I feel like I'm John Gotti
$900 Balenciaga, could pay your apartment
See how I walk in it
I said, Rei Ayanami, carbon copy, hoes flocking
Uh, she told me that she made a lotta guala off of shit that she not proud of
Leave him with no product
Monkey nuts, my blick modded
She get dolled up, just like a barbie
All plastic, I support it
Trip off what's not important
Hol' up, wait, we could sort it out

Homicide through the laws eyes look like a clean body
Jugg-star ion even rap, I just like talking
Two broads, it was better in the moment if I'm honest
Mona Lisa post mortem, can't examine its distorted
I said they all like zombies
I got demons who surround me
Twinnem tweak, I'm finna geek up
It's all good until I leave her
My heart broke in tiny pieces
Keep it tucked until I need it
My pinky ring cost 4k TV, down payment of a beamer
I fell off of white hoes, they too good at acting
Maison Margiela cost more than a Patek
Intended to integrate limited fabric
Fully automatic my blaster, just wait till I blast it
Shoot it through the glass till it a shatter
I figured she don't fuck wit me, it don't matter