« I never really cared about shit, you know that about me »

( Verse 1 )
Talk too much, like you know about me
Oh My friends? I won’t go about this
Had some shit to tell
I might go all out bitch
Hope your sober life is cool
But I hope you die High Bitch
Gimme try hard to die rich
You left me then die bitch
Hope you thinking of me clapping that bitch
We almost making a threesome
She thinking of me taking that dick
Gotta stop the shatter Im slowly dyin’ from that shit
Ain’t travis but that’s lit
That what? That bitch
She talk about me like Im feeling that shit

( Bridge )
The Moon is up Im a nightmare teller
Make her believe, Im actin’ with her
Fuck me over, I’ll make your life hell fellow

( Verse 2 )
Holla at me I might tell hello
Got the Swag I ain’t Dinero
Taxing peeps like I am Deebo
Not Bell, not scared of minotaur
Right behind the Mirror, wall
FIJI Storm terror, the Dvalin
With yo bitch, got my D on her
Didn’t see they shit, but I Z’d on it
They like *We all got insomnia*
But Bitch my shit chronic
My shit toxic, so much that I came to love it
Now they both too dodgin’
Bitches Ion trust it
Bring your mouth before I nut bitch
She ate my cock you tastin’ her lips
She ask for it, Im breaking her hips
Said my dick be breaking her shit
You wonder where she got this at? Im giving her tips
Shake my shit until she breaking her wrist
When I was young My mom was like ;
« you could off waited to knew her shit »
Im ain’t tryna get to knew her mom Im tryna blew her shit
Threw my old wrist in the ice but this one still is cooler shit