She said she got a problem
Told her get up and solve em
Trot around the world like Harlem
Still end up at the bottem
Cop me Balenziaga
Get rich like lady Gaga
Getting all this fucking guala
You know I fucking gotta
It's not this one two and three
It's not this you him and me
We going separately
We creeping down in the sheets
Hold up wait here it'll just be a minute
Careful with life whatch how u spend it
I'm trynna pipe up and dent it
You know them windows are tented
Turns out your love it was rented
But Don't you worry forget it
Take me back to when I was 7
Never worried bout these mother fuckers and peasants
Hold up
Pour up
Dance to the song
It won't be long untill I kill them all
So what
Wrist cut
I do not care
Life's not fair
With demons everywhere
Got me riding round with my soul to pay
Always wondering when I will decay
Never gave a fuck about what you say
Whatch me live it up and not be the same
Got her day dreaming about the gold chains
Never gave a fuck about a damn thang
It's crazy how we all just feel the same
This ain't always about my pain
She said she got a problem
Told her get up and solve em
Trot around the world like Harlem
Still end up at the bottem
Cop me Balenziaga
Get rich like lady Gaga
Getting all this fucking guala
You know I fucking gotta
She said she got a problem
Told her get up and solve em
Trot around the world like Harlem
Still end up at the bottem
Cop me Balenziaga
Get rich like lady Gaga
Getting all this fucking guala
You know I fucking gotta