(David, wake up)
Yeah, yeah
(Oh my God, Jaasu, can I try on your glasses?)
Yeah, mmh
Open the door, baby, let me in (uh-huh)
You're the reason why I got anxiety (uh-huh)
I seen the opps when I'm stepping in, uh
Why these fuck niggas trying me?
Yeah, pull up in that Ghost like it's Insidious
You say that you got a badder bitch, that bitch is hideous
That .223 not a joking matter, it get serious
Paul walking through the traffic, this ain't Fast & Furious
You don't like me? Let me know
Feel like Sosa with the glizzy, talking down, you Faneto
Bitch, these tricks is not for kids, uh, dumb, silly ho'
When I walk up in the party, yeah, your bitch
She know my name, she said
"It's Kobe, nice to meet you," uh
Baby, I can't treat you 'cause I know that you're a treesha (uh-huh)
I know you do niggas dirty (uh-huh)
Uh, baby, I'm way cleaner (uh-huh)
I done seen so many people die
I've seen 'em right in front of my eyes
I've seen my fucking mama cry (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, why the fuck would I lie?
Open the door, baby, let me in (open, open)
You're the reason why I got anxiety (anxiety)
I seen the opps when I'm stepping in, uh
Why these fuck niggas trying me?
Yeah, pull up in that Ghost like it's Insidious
You say that you got a badder bitch
That bitch is hideous (woah, woah)
That .223 not a joking matter, it get serious
Paul walking through the traffic, this ain't Fast & Furious
Uh, sadness, depression, anger, aggression (buh, buh)
I walked in with my weapon (brrt)
And you know I got TECs in (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Your bitch hit my phone, I know she wanna fuck, she texting (yeah)
I was in the streets all with my gang (yeah), I was finessing (yeah)
You don't know me, mm, I don't know you, uh (know you)
I got Jimmy Choos, uh, what you wanna do? (Do)
Pull up in a coupe, uh, and I'm with your boo, uh (uh-huh)
I'ma tell the truth (uh-huh)
Boy, I'm finna drop the roof (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Open the door, baby, let me in, you're the reason why I got anxiety
I seen the opps when I'm stepping in, huh
Why these fuck niggas trying me?
Yeah, pull up in that Ghost like it's Insidious
You say that you got a badder bitch, that bitch is hideous
That .223 not a joking matter, it get serious
Paul walking through the traffic, this ain't Fast & Furious