Yeah, yeah
[?] bad one
I never thought [?] me on the [?]
​If you take a happy one then take a sad one
​Sad, sad

​I've been talking bad, bad
​I've been making cash, cash
You try not to react
​'Cause your life is so sad
​I look hella mad
​These problems on my back
​But that shit you made is ass
​You could keep that shit in drafts

Yeah, fuck are you saying right now?
[?] hit and run
[?]

​Like, fuck it all
​Middle finger in the air
​On top, I don't care
[?]
Yeah, on top, I don't care

Yeah, I wanna make him die
​I want bullets from behind
[?] baddie's in my bag, gonna fuck her till I die
​What the fuck she want from me?
​Like bae, I'm just tryn' get inside
​She like "Fuck it, why?"
​I'm like, "I can't slide"
​No one [?] aside
Shoot this asshole, ​I ain't picking sides
​Yeah, I smack your fucking head
Dog, yeah you look like mike
​One night, music people don't like
​I'm not surprised

​Dog, get the fuck out
​Yeah, yeah, yeah
​Dog get the fuck out
​Do-do-do-do-dog get the fuck out
​Yeah, dog
​Dog, get the fuck out

​I've been talking bad, bad
​I've been making cash, cash
You try not to react
​'Cause your life is so sad
​I look hella mad
​All these problems on my back
​But that shit you made is ass
​You could keep that shit in drafts

​I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I've been talking bad, bad
​I​'ve been making cash, cash
​You try not to react
​Cause your life is so sad
​I-I-I-I-I-I look hella mad
​All these problems on my back
​But that shit you made is ass
​You could keep that shit in drafts