[Intro]
Bitch
Eugh
Lil Sknow
Godlike on the beat, bitch
Eugh
Lil Sknow, wait
What, wait, what, wait, what

[Chorus]
With the clothes on my back I could buy a car
I don't know how to act but I'm trying hard
I watch hoes plug smack in each others arms
And I sold em that 'cause they fucking asked
I'm stressed out but that's just how I am
I guess that's why I'm not feeling this Diazepam
Overnight getting paid just to turn up
I remember getting baked with my first love
We used to punch gatorades after school shut
Just a cool cunt looking for a new bump
I know a few sluts and they give it up
Only for me not for you cunt

[Interlude]
Lil Sknow
Godlike on the beat, bitch
Eugh
Lil Sknow
Eu-eu-eu, eugh
Ayy, Xans in a bag
Yeah, Xans in a bag
What, Xans in a bag
Yeah, Xans in a bag, ayy
[Verse 2]
Xans in a bag and I sell them for a decent price
Eating rice, she know how I like it, ride me like a bike
Line of sight, got you in my scope, who you tryna fight
Blowing up a couple of cones like it's dynamite
Climbing height, all I want is money I'm that kind of guy
Drop another couple of Xannies, like I'm tryna die
Messages from yesterday, telling me what they wanna buy
Trapping isn't only my hobby it's been my fucking life
Yeah, it's been my fucking life
What, it's been my fucking life, ayy
Trapping isn't only my hobby, it's been my fucking life
Stunting bad like I got a job, all I got is bags
Gucci or Louis and there's some other full of contraband
Suckers lag get yourself bent over like a buckle latch
Nothing lacks especially money, I'm in love with that
On your back all up in your tummy, you can call me Dad
Bitches only ever want money there's nothing wrong with that
Ayy, and I tell them how they go
Fuck a couple bitches then I smoke another cone
I say a lot of the same shit so dont you know that my life is on repeat, motherfucker don't
Try test this, don't try text this, ayy
You get left with a blank message
'Cause I only do trap over Wickr and that's it
Ayy, sip liquor and bricks
Ayy, got your bitch on my dick, ayy and she said she like it
Ayy, I shop at Gucci not Myers
[Interlude]
Wait
Ah, what
Lil Sknow, ayy
Wait, what?
Wait, what?
Wait, what?

[Chorus]
With the clothes on my back I could buy a car
I don't know how to act but I'm trying hard
I watch hoes plug smack in each others arms
And I sold em that 'cause they fucking asked
I'm stressed out but that's just how I am
I guess that's why I'm not feeling this Diazepam
Overnight getting paid just to turn up
I remember getting baked with my first love
We used to punch gatorades after school shut
Just a cool cunt looking for a new bump
I know a few sluts and they give it up
Only for me not for you cunt