I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now They don't love me They don't love me They don't trust me Bitch just plug me If you want me Come and get me In the store dropping bags on some Fendi I ain't ever go told you that I just wanted to love you I'm glad that money talks coz it told me that you was untrue Now I got hella bitches That bitch broke she selling pictures I know this shit is my life, and now I'm on top I only want seven figures I never needed that bitch I'm conceited She say why you talk about me a lot I'm just dreaming Girl I don't need it I just wanna jeet it I fell outta love and my cash is to the ceiling I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now Every time they hit me up I just tell a bitch to go home I just tell a bitch to go home I just tell a bitch to go home Bitch I don't wanna grow old I just wanna make all this dough Make her pussy wet in the rolls Then I'm skrrting off in my zone (Woah) Is it all about drugs now I don't really give a fuck I'm just pouring up my cup I'm out of luck Ah Yeah This a one take song I don't really give a fuck bitch Give a fuck I'm gone I never needed that bitch I'm conceited She say why you talk about me a lot I'm just dreaming Girl I don't need it I just wanna jeet it I fell outta love and my cash is to the ceiling I get so lonely now but I'm counting all of my blessings now I ain't gon' sit around without acting like I'm not stressing out You see these percoctets in my bag you think they for fashion now I'll cop them thirty pointers then leave the store in my dressing gown Don't act so fussed about when you tell me all of these lies now I ain't gon' sit around when there's money calling my line up Don't need no main bitch I barely trust my side now Every time they hit me up I think all I know is decline now