[Intro]
Bitch I wake up and I bake up I'm so fucking fried (A sprained-)
Feel like Kodak tell that hoe to do up my fucking tie
Bitch I wake up and I bake up I’m so fucking fried (A sprained.bandcamp-)
Feel like Kodak tell that hoe to do up my fucking tie
Bitch I wake up and I bake up I'm so fucking fried (A sprained.bandcamp.com exclusive)
Feel like Kodak tell that hoe to do up my fucking tie

[Verse]
I see a lifestyle like nationwide
Outer state (Yeah-uh-uh)
And you say you getting payed that's a fucking lie (what)
And she on my side like nationwide
N***a said he getting payеd that’s a fucking lie
Bitch I wake up and I bake up I'm so fucking friеd
Feel like Kodak tell that hoe to do up my fucking tie
Say I loved that bitch then I fucking lied
I make all this fucking music 'cause I don't got more time
Shout out to my Gucci duffle shout out to my Glock
FED's looking through my shit, like what you tryna find
I ain't never give no groupie hoe a fucking dime
I can't switch up on my mans, he don't ask for nun’
(Uh,aye)
Told his ass to act accordingly, when he spoke to me
I beat on his ass, like he trynna buy some groceries
N***a what you talkin’ 'bout, you can’t see no hoe in me
Bitch I'm seeing straight through you, and your bro G
N***as know numbers going up, its a global thing
[Outro]
(I'm deleting the app)
(A sprained.bandcamp.com exclusive)