WLADIMIR

Say hi to my old friend

I been tryna kick him out, he still come round now and then

He sleeps on my couch and he spends all of my dowry

Wastin all my pounds on these grams and these ounces

Whenever my senses numb he sense it and he pounces

Pullin on my strings like a little blue mouse and

Makes me look a mess to my beloved and my accountant

Sellin all my ETH on B2B to snout it

Can't he cut it out?

I do way better without him

"Doubt.

What's an Eminem without Slim?""

Bounce! Leave me alone I'm writing

I'm tryna be sick with the pen you make my fuckin mind sick

"Order us a gram it's just us we'll keep it private"

You know that's never fuckin true, Monday I'll be fuckin blue

Photoshoppin statements, tell my girl that this lie's the truth

"But ain't feel gravy shootin babies in that foreign dude?"

Bitch maybe but never the morning after

Can't you lay up off my back and sack and my income?

"You were born to die, you're a felon live like one"

By the way you run your mouth like you ran out of 5 gum

"We hate gum, idiot"

Yeah I know, I'm just tryna creatively tell how and just why you should fuck off

"You ain't in charge, act like Giannis and get get them Bucks on"

I'm still in charge til the hook's on

"Good lord, smell that like bass like petro-leum

I live hard, put my body put my body in the Smithsoseum

This shit's hard got me Wladimir Klitscho leanin

I'm big gone, where's my card know that bitch want a BM"

Shits fucked

Feeling like the body's at the limit

Up for four days stimming shouldn't feel like I'm running thru the motions

I been happy for a hours sleep like it's normal

How is this the same kid that fuckin wrote Coastin

In my villain arc, guess I didn't die a hero

All those drug talks at school ain't leave a dent

I create my own luck my homie went to Harvard

I'm fallin off a barstool, but you don't get the crux

"Motherfuckers had to wake me up