conscious

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Brr, brr, brr, brr)

Bitches on my mind, deteriorating slowly

I've been on the grind, I've been tryn' get money

Them bitches be on me, why everybody so phony

When I was asking you for pape, you couldn't even hold me

But I guess it make sense, you get what you really get

Zari so magnificent, she cheated, I was hellbent

Every time I get self conscious, it's fuck everyone (Blatt)

Cause why the fuck is you talking 'bout something I don't wan' talk about (Say what?)

I can't even pop a perc like is it gonna clear the snout? (Whoa)

I was in the back, while they shouting, I was crying out (Whoa, whoa)

House up been-been in a four, House in the hills open doors (Whoa, oh)

I was pourin' in-indigo, procrastinate when I poured a four (Oh, whoa)

My pape go Wells Fargo, two sides like I'm Vergo (Oh, oh)

I pour a four up, I'll pull up with yo bitch, yo (Oh, oh)

I'll pour a four with your bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah (With yo bitch, with yo bitch, man)

I don't got no fucking skills, I couldn't even take her

I don't got no more pills, so I cannot fake her

Fuck you talking 'bout, I gotta heal, I couldn't even save her

Fuck you talking 'bout, I gotta chill, I couldn't even fix her

And sometimes I wanna go on kills, they treat me like a n****r (Brr, brr, brr, brr brr-)

Bitches on my mind, deteriorating slowly (Brr, brr, brr, brr)

I've been on the grind, I've been tryn' money (Boaw, boaw, boaw, grroaw)

Them bitches be on me, why everybody so phony (Boaw, boaw, blatt, blatt)

When I was asking you for pape, you couldn't even hold me (Boaw, boaw, blatt, blatt)