[Verse: heartstopmiami & Tropes]
Hi, I think you should die
And we at the bank, betty you & I
Fell on my face, yea like I'm from the sky
Why you tryna suck me? Boy don't try
He bring out that side, yuh
He bring out that paint, yuh, I bring out that lightning
Anything to say what you wan' say so
For silence
And he riding on the coat tails of Mylon
And he slidin' for dialing
Ay, ay, ay
Who's this asshole? (on god)
Bitch I got the pole (on god)
Pull up to ya spot
Yeh, while you wit yo hoe
She don't even care
She gon' hop up in my lair
She is not scared
She don't even care
I feel kinda bad for you
Here, I'm there
No pretending uh, but nobody sees me there
I'ma turn into Dakota
And you do it for the bread, for the quarter
There's no where to run, like you in a corner
She gon' let me fuck, because I'm a foreigner
Said I'm short, but you shorter
I heard betty died, I don't even mourn her
She so expensive I cannot afford her
She so expensive, yea, I don't even text her yeah
(Unintelligible)
Freh freh .. bitch
She don't got bones like chicken strips
I'm a criminal, I'm a chickenshit (Shit! Shit! Shit!)
Ima sit it out, i don't fuck wit it
But I know Sodo
But why they so mean though? It only takes so much
I only break solar, I'm in the back, molar
She love snow, polar, sticks controller
That 2012 choker, chippin' shit like poker