Pathetic
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Different bitch every day of the week
I ride around with a freak
Fuck a bitch then brush my teeth
White toes for the hoes, put Chanel on her feet
Late night pop a Perc', wakin' up geeked
Marni' Margiela on me
Double R whip with umbrella for me
Won't talk to that bitch, it's a setup to me
Look at your wrist, pathetic to me
Poppin' pain pills, no headache for me
Choppa rain Hell, Heavenly lean
What's in that drum? 223's
[Verse 1: Zelly Ocho]
Uh, he got fame but still he not better than me
I got gang, lil' n***a, I get it for free
Don't give a fuck about that shit that they be sayin'
It don't concern me
She tried to hurt me
I told that bitch I got Perkies
Run up, lil' n***a, get surgery
Yeah, she want a purse
Yeah, she want a purse
Glock on me, and it burn
She swallow me and then she burp
Huh, n***as pathetic to me
Look at your wrist and I know that it's cheap
I know these bitches be lettin' me fuck, for free, but I'ma still pay her a fee
Poppin' pain pills
Poppin' pain pills
Poppin' pain pills
Huh, n***a tried to flex, hit his bitch, I stole it
I'm a star, I go up, n***a astronaut
Even if the opps don't fuck with me they music stayin' alive through me
'Cause they gon' R.I.P
Huh, they gon' O.D on a fake pill or they gon' catch the V
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Different bitch every day of the week
I ride around with a freak
Fuck a bitch then brush my teeth
White toes for the hoes, put Chanel on her feet
Late night pop a Perc', wakin' up geeked
Marni' Margiela on me
Double R whip with umbrella for me
Won't talk to that bitch, it's a setup to me
Look at your wrist, pathetic to me
Poppin' pain pills, no headache for me
Choppa rain Hell, Heavenly lean
What's in that drum? 223's
Different bitch every day of the week
I ride around with a freak
Fuck a bitch then brush my teeth
White toes for the hoes, put Chanel on her feet
Late night pop a Perc', wakin' up geeked
Marni' Margiela on me
Double R whip with umbrella for me
Won't talk to that bitch, it's a setup to me
Look at your wrist, pathetic to me
Poppin' pain pills, no headache for me
Choppa rain Hell, Heavenly lean
What's in that drum? 223's
[Verse 1: Zelly Ocho]
Uh, he got fame but still he not better than me
I got gang, lil' n***a, I get it for free
Don't give a fuck about that shit that they be sayin'
It don't concern me
She tried to hurt me
I told that bitch I got Perkies
Run up, lil' n***a, get surgery
Yeah, she want a purse
Yeah, she want a purse
Glock on me, and it burn
She swallow me and then she burp
Huh, n***as pathetic to me
Look at your wrist and I know that it's cheap
I know these bitches be lettin' me fuck, for free, but I'ma still pay her a fee
Poppin' pain pills
Poppin' pain pills
Poppin' pain pills
Huh, n***a tried to flex, hit his bitch, I stole it
I'm a star, I go up, n***a astronaut
Even if the opps don't fuck with me they music stayin' alive through me
'Cause they gon' R.I.P
Huh, they gon' O.D on a fake pill or they gon' catch the V
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Different bitch every day of the week
I ride around with a freak
Fuck a bitch then brush my teeth
White toes for the hoes, put Chanel on her feet
Late night pop a Perc', wakin' up geeked
Marni' Margiela on me
Double R whip with umbrella for me
Won't talk to that bitch, it's a setup to me
Look at your wrist, pathetic to me
Poppin' pain pills, no headache for me
Choppa rain Hell, Heavenly lean
What's in that drum? 223's