-I just hope that one day, someone will love me
(Don't be so petty!)
[Chorus: Golden BSP]
Maybe she the one and maybe she not
I don't wanna talk all night on the phone
If we talkin' money I'ma pick up the call
If we talkin' money I'ma settle the odds
Bass in the trunk wraith next to the pump
Doing all these drugs when I step in the club
Baby looking at me like I'm all that she got
Baby looking at me she gon' get what she want
[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
Ouija Macc make a fat bitches titty clap
White trash woadiе demon homie nevеr lacc
But I'm toxic I don't wanna take a look at that
My reflection in the mirror tired of looking back
Half super kush (huh) Half super cat piss (woah!)
One for the real ones, Two for the sad bitch
Three for my hussies with the gushy and the xan scripts (yo)
Who be loyal and would never post a transcript
[Chorus: Golden BSP]
Maybe she the one and maybe she not
I don't wanna talk all night on the phone
If we talkin' money I'ma pick up the call
If we talkin' money I'ma settle the odds
Bass in the trunk wraith next to the pump
Doing all these drugs when I step in the club
Baby looking at me like I'm all that she got
Baby looking at me she gon' get what she want
[Verse 2: Golden BSP]
Yeah I hold these voices in my head they tell me go and get it
I been on my own so long I'm growing independent
First they use to calm me down sometimes it just make me nervous
All I got is (?) feel like it's my only purpose
She say she a virgin I don't fuck her that sound like a headache
I don't want no bitch to come around and try and be my girlfriend
Trust me baby you don't wanna love me I'm an evil person
Type of guy you never ever see in churches I don't wanna see the sermon
I can feel the reaper burning that's the only thing that I can feel so you can't even hurt me
Now I'm drinking all the fucking time bout how to insecure me you can't see the world through my eyes cause my vision blurry
[Verse 3: Petty Boy Osley]
Been a mess since you left this weight up in my chest
I don't like the talking and calling and the rest
I'm in a graveyard I'm still mourning your death and I think about your smile with this gun up to my head
It's heaven and it hurts I'm pathetic at my worst tough settling the nerves put this pain into my verses
But it worsens got prescriptions in her purse and it hurts cause I'm not the medicine for her
[Chorus: Golden BSP]
Maybe she the one and maybe she not
I don't wanna talk all night on the phone
If we talkin' money I'ma pick up the call
If we talkin' money I'ma settle the odds
Bass in the trunk wraith next to the pump
Doing all these drugs when I step in the club
Baby looking at me like I'm all that she got
Baby looking at me she gon' get what she want
