Lyrics
Wrist getting heavy, heart getting tainted
Bitches getting easy, they don't trip bout who they came with
Money spend the same give a fuck how u went made it
They say I care less but ain't here to sit and fake it
He ain't put no paper up now he praying for a play
Field runnin, shit get wicked have them boots laced
Seen niggas save face, took notes, and made changes
Drank droppin plus a pink 10 now im blankin
Aye, Ion know but this cup might did it, he killing bout this hoe of ours a Top 10 menace
I'm praying he come to his senses, i keep mine with me
I die it's gone be nun but hellfire all this winter
I treat you with Carti & Tiffany just keep it trill with me
I know it's a couple of you but i promise it's one me
I could swap her friend out, but she gone say im dead wrong
Head hunter, bitch leave me dead head stone
(Yeah)
Hooked on her i might be feining
Tap a vein bout you bae like a dope fein need it
Tap a vein bout her i swear i need it
Drugs got a nigga fried it's hard to believe it
Wrist getting heavy, heart getting tainted
Bitches getting easy, they don't trip bout who they came with
Money spend the same give a fuck how u went made it
They say I care less but ain't here to sit and fake it
He ain't put no paper up now he praying for a play
Field runnin, shit get wicked have them boots laced
Seen niggas save face, took notes, and made changes
Drank droppin plus a pink 10 now im blankin