White trash, white bag
Low life, hi dad
I am all bad, break down, no pad
I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be
All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me
White trash, white bag
Low life, hi dad
I am all bad, break down, no pad
I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be
All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me
Ain't hit me up in a month, hit me up sayin' what's up like it's nothing
Fake friends, hate them, drop them
Great, then go home, make them see me stuntin'
Be dropping friends like I'm dropping these tapes
Look at the work and then look at who stay
Fuck 'em, I wanted them here but we straight
Fuck it, I'm just tryna get to the cake
They're like, "Cel don't like me, they're like, "Cel, hate you bro"
They ain't called in three months, I'm like, "How would you know?"
If I do this, I do it on my own
Fuck it, no homies in this, I'm alone
Dirty ass bitches, these pussy ass hoes
I drop 'em like Rambo Stel Stalone
White trash, white bag
Low life, hi dad
I am all bad, break down, no pad
I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be
All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me
White trash, white bag
Low life, hi dad
I am all bad, break down, no pad
I am my own biggest enemy, you ain't with me, don't pretend to be
All of your friends are dead, all of my friends are alive, but they dead to me