[Intro]
I feel like I need to give a trigger warning if the mention of suicide [?]
Frrt-beep

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm mixin' different juice, ooh
Know some n***as want some [?], ooh
I was too busy plottin' on loot, ooh
Guess she want a Birkin, gave her [?], ooh
Yeah, I'm rockin' knee Rick Owen boots, boots
I could never rock no YEEZY Boosts, Boosts
Yeah, I know some n***as with the [?], [?]
I can't fuck with n***as 'cause they [?], [?]
I can't fuck that bitch unless she cute, cute
N***a, I'm the boss and you the troop
When I get my work, I bet they see you move, move
I was praying to the moon