Letras
Lemme flex
Money, sex
Nonetheless, I do my best
Shawty's dressed to impress
Looks can kill
She's wearin' red
Just lemme flex
I feel so dead
You're rooted deep inside my head
Bitch, I'ma flex
I know I'm next
I'm so up now, it gets to my head
I'm sayin' nothin' really matters
And times been movin' backwards
You took my heart to slaughter
I'm standin' here still shattered
You told me I'm a bastard
And now I my heart is fractured
Put this tar into my lungs
Yeah, I know I never mattered
I know I never mattered
And now I'm finally crashin'
I'm goin' with the patterns
Seen things you can't imagine
I'm servin' her friends
She love my bread
My life's a mess
I'm fucked in the head
She blowin' up my phone
Girl, I need some rest
She needs them percs
But I need more head
Bitch, I'm off the X, feel like Ryan Seacrest
Bitch, this whiskey bottle feels like a bulletproof vest..
I wish I didn't wake up this morning!
Got a heart full of liquor
But I'm pourin' this shit out for my dead homies
I been feelin' low
But my wrist still glow
'Ion rock no gold
I'm still in chrome
And 'Ion sip no Jack
I sip Patrón
And baby, I would die to right my wrongs
I write these songs
But they're so damn bad
Shawty gonna throw that ass
And you know I'm glad
Got a bitch so bad
And a bag of cash right on my lap
It still hurts so bad