Yea, these bitches tryna copy me, cause they know that I'm the tea
Razor blades are cutting me, your dad is tryna fuck on me
Bitches tryna copy me, cause they know that I'm the tea
Razor blades are cut (cut) your dad is tryna fuck on me
My boots are bigger than my body, I just wanna love somebody
Fuck a bitch I got a body
Fuck a bitch I got a body
Boots are bigger than my body, I just wanna love somebody
Fuck a bitch I got a body
Don't know what I'm doing here
Drama queens they never fear
Whisper lies into my ear
This year, yeah, will be my year
Don't know what I'm doing here
Drama queen I never fear
Whisper lies into my ear
This year, yeah, will be my year
Whip it out, yeah, I'm really on some acid
Flip me over, baby, and just go and toss my salad
Think you're fucking hot, but you really lacking talent
I'm so fucking hot, I be killing all the pageants
Ew, LyteSpeed, you eat pussy?
That shit tastes like pennies
We be fucking up the city
Sipping minis, dropping acid in my eyes like it's the 60's
Move along, bitch you're weird
I feel just like britney shears
Put my dick up in her ear
With a racist bitch, and we sippin' beer
Run it back, I been smoking on some crack
Got a model bitch, but I don't really fuck with her rack
Brain is stallin', I got lag
6arely's piping down your dad
You're not scene, you're just a fad
Bitch, I'm living in the stars
I'm with Hoshie taking bars
Sipping Wock, I'm off the Hardt
I be fucking up my heart
Send me right up to the lord, oh
I think I need more clothes
Sliding through a portal
Think I'm in my last stage
K-hole in the back stage
Called her by the wrong name
Not a big thing, fixed it with some cocaine
Hate making music, but I do it for fame
Smoking every day 'til my lungs collapse
I don't even wait to hit the trap
Yeah, I blew up, now you want me back
Oh, we can't have that
Oh, we can't have that
Oh, we can't have that
Oh, we can't have that
Smoking pack
(?)
(?)
Off a xan, in the back of the cab
If you stole it from me, honestly, you wouldn't know it's missing
I get money everyday, but that's just a side mission
Had to leave it all to fame, had to trust my intuition
2024, and I'm actually counting millions
Put a needle in my skin, so I know I'm not numb
Yeah, I wont play your game, but it seems like fun
Yeah, she want all my love, but I have none
Rawr rawr rawr, cryin' tears of blood straight out my eyes
Talkin shit, that's how I know that your dms are hella dry
Emo girl in the club, like, why you actin' so shy?
Inhale my love, like a blunt baby, do I get you high?
(Baby do I get you high, do I get you high, do I get you high?)
And I'm so fucked up in the club tonight
80 in a 25, yeah, Imma gamble with my life
No matter what I try, yeah, I can never get it right
Spill my blood, that shit flowing like sum wine
I cannot play your game, because I do not have the time
She wanna FaceTime cause I'm always on her mind
Can I get a text back, text back, I was supposed to call you?
Spark up, smoke this blunt all by myself
I hope you know I really wish you well
Can I get a text back, text back, I was supposed to call you?
I hope you know I really wish you well
Can I get a text back, text back, I was supposed to call you?
I was supposed to call you?
I can't really trust nobody, I just gotta watch my step
Careful of what comes right next, I hate it
I hate it when you're upset
I hate it, I hate it
I hate it when you're upset
I'm up next no questions
Perc got me slurrin' thru the sentence