[Verse 1: Overpade]
(Gango)
You do not feel like a princess to me-me-me
Baby girl, you a bitch on a leash
One day I'ma rap about fucking in Bentleys
But right now I get pussy on feet
That girl so pretty she like being petty
She don't see the numbers that I'm getting
I look at her and I give her the message
She look back and her eyes wit aggression
Skate anywhere I go
O.P. don't get no hoes
Cho-cho-choppa on me blow
Up your nose, you smelling smoke
Baby you should know
O.P not honor roll
I'm living dead and broke
'Fore I live rich and cold
Come through
It'll be me and you (ooh)
Yeah, all the things we'll do
I won't talk about to you, talk about to you
You know I'm Overpade
Don't act you don't know my name, name, name girl
You know I feel the same
So why is you acting afraid, 'fraid, 'fraid, girl
[Verse 2: Sadboyshaq]
Shaq, what the fuck
They say, hey, do you know my name
I fly across the world, she wanna be my Louis Lane
Oh my, in the backseat I'ma blow my mind
I been really thinking bout it for a long time
Well that's a good waste of my nights
My head just hurts, my memories fine
When you come 'round, I'm hating my life
And I want to tell you everything fine
You done took the wrong turn and crossed that line
I give you the treatment
And you what I'm seeking
We exposed for a weekend
And I think I'm fiendin'
She think that I'm cheating
Going through my phone for no god damn reason
She thought I was sleeping, but I peeped it
Seems like she had the thought of me leaving
Late night you tried to catch me creeping
But when I catch you, you playing that defense
Let me just switch up the rows in the sequence
For no reason, look
She said you should be ashamed, shamed, shamed
I kinda got it through my brain, brain, brai-brai—
My feelings never are the same, same, same
I let her play me like a game, game, game
You don't know me
Balling so hard, I really need a trophy
Drugs don't really do nothing but slow me
Now that we apart, you act like you don't know me
Heart so cold man a n***a feel lonely
How you want me? Bitch, you bologna
You not eating with the clique? you a phoney
Breaking those frames, no games, no Sony
[Verse 3: Nimstarr]
Slow it down for a minute
You always talking but you never listen
I'm tired of your games and I'm tired of your gimmicks
You talking down like, bro, are you kidding?
Left her on red like its Netflix
Broke boy don't know what a check is
Let me save your life
I'm so high
I'm with the guys
Are you alright
The voices inside
It's me and shaq and Overpade
You talkin' down bro go away
We finna put you in yo' ****
Man, that's not something I can say
Me and gang forever 'pade
We going up enjoy your stay
Won't have it any other way
'Cause I'm numb to the pain
I go insane
Numb to the pain
I go insane
It's fucking Nimstarr